54. Payback

28th, Tuesday Morning. April 2015.

I blinked a few times only to find myself alone tangled in my sheets. I wasn't upset about it, I had to stop my mind from lingering too long in the warm thoughts of falling asleep in Jungkook's arms last night. I knew the boys were all busy seeing as their album was dropping tomorrow. It was so fast, it seemed like time had truly flown by. Suddenly my phone rang, so I picked it up off my bedside table. It was Koh.

"Hello?" I said as I answered it and put my phone on speaker. His voice came through the other end.

"Rise and shine. There's an event happening tonight and we urgently need to do some shopping." Koh told me.

"What? An event?" I sleepily mumbled.

"Yeah. It's an outcall event. At Seventh Heaven. The cast has been hired to work there as part of Bangtan's release party. It's a big deal, so we need to make sure you have something pretty to wear," Koh explained. However, still in my half-asleep state, I thought I'd misheard him.

"Wait, wait. Pause and rewind. Seventh Heaven? Release party? Am I hearing this right?" I questioned, rolling over on my side and ripping my blanket off of me to get up.

"Yes. That's what I said. Is everything alright?" Koh questioned. I stood up a bit too quickly, and I felt blood rush to my head. Either that or the fact that I'd just been told this sudden news.

"Why am I only hearing of this now?" I stammered, clutching my forehead in my hand to steady myself.

"Uh, sorry, that's partly my fault. I meant to tell you last night, but I got carried away with work. I had to drive out to a few different clubs to make deliveries. And then one of our bodyguards got a call from his best friend and found out his girlfriend was cheating on him. Ugh, he broke down and was a complete mess, so I had to deal with that-"

"Koh, it's okay. You don't need to apologise," I cut him off, feeling terrible after hearing of all the things he had to go through. "I'll get ready right away. How long until you get here?"

"Alright good. I'll be there in 45 minutes. I just need to make a stop on the way." Koh replied.

"Perfect. I'll see you soon." I hung up the phone, threw my clothes off and hurried to the bathroom to get in the shower. Once I was done, I put my hair in a tight ponytail, pulled on a pair of black jeans and a beige skivvy. I then gathered my essentials and put them in a small pink fluffy handbag. Just as I slipped on a pair of boots, my message tone pinged. Koh was outside. I hurried out and hopped in the car with him. As I close the door and turn to Koh, he hands me an iced coffee.

"I guess you didn't have enough time for breakfast," He smiles lightly.

"Aw, thankyou. You know me too well," I laughed, grateful he was always so thoughtful. I sipped my drink as we drove down towards the shopping district. But, the district we went to was much upper class than usual. The block of shops was called designer street because all the major brands were located here. Koh escorted me out of the car and into a well-known local evening dress boutique.

As my eyes skimmed the dresses, one with embroidered roses and vines against a transparent skin tight mesh caught my eye. It was absolutely stunning. Koh noticed and asked the attendant for a fitting. Upon stepping out of the dressing room, Koh's eyes sparkled when he saw me wearing it. This was the one.

After our brief expedition, he dropped me off at home and told me that Kai would come around with a stylist later to help me get ready for the event. So, seeing as I had some time to spare, I tossed up a simple salad and added lots of extra cucumber for collagen. I then took a seat at the island counter to eat. As I chewed in peaceful silence, I couldn't help but to think how nice it was to be at home again. Already, being around the boys again felt comforting. The talks I had with Hoseok yesterday. The image of Jungkook climbing through my window last night came instantly to mind too. He really had scared me, but this wasn't the first time he'd done it. Back when I was living in Mr Kim's skyrise apartment, he'd done the exact same thing and snuck in somehow. The more I thought about it, the more I wanted to get back at him for getting one over me, not once, but twice now.

Once I'd finished up and washed my dishes, an idea came to mind. I was going to go over to Bangtan's house and jump in Jungkook's window and try to get him back. I didn't even know if they were home and I wasn't really expecting them to be, seeing as how busy they were, but it wouldn't hurt to go over and take a look. Worse comes to worse, I could always go back when he's home. So, I slipped on my shoes that were by my front door and locked it behind me.

Once I got to my front gate, I got on my tippy toes to peer over my wall fence to check if anyone was home. There was a black car in the driveway, but I couldn't see any movement inside. Hmm. I carefully made my way across the street and hid behind their front wall just incase. I didn't want anyone seeing me walk through their front gate… that would totally defeat the entire purpose of scaring him.

The wall was high enough that it covered me pretty well, but, at the same time, it was in the way. How was I supposed to get in if I wasn't going to use the front gate? Their fence reached all the way around their apartment and it was looking like if I wanted in, I'd have to jump it. Damn.

I snuck towards the corner of their place, right where the quaint café was. Luckily there were no customers sitting out the front, so I managed to scale the wall. I landed behind some bushes that lined the edge of their garden. It was the perfect cover, so I crept further along and closer to the house. That's when I saw the window I'd jumped through the last time I was here. It felt so long ago now, and had even slipped my mind, if I was honest. I wonder, had they locked it after the last time I'd escaped through it?

I knelt right down and crawled out of the bush, across the slightly damp grass, closer to underneath the windowsill. As I slowly poked my head up, I could see the room inside. There was a bunk bed which was up against the wall to the left, and the door was in the far right corner. As far as I could tell, the room was empty. So, in an attempt to open the window, I tried sliding it open. And, as quietly as I could manage, I jumped and swung my leg over. My leg got caught, and I tumbled onto the floor of the bedroom. An audible gasp and the rustling of sheets followed. Namjoon lay in the bottom bunk with his dick in his hand and eyes wide with surprise. Had I just caught him having a little time to relieve himself?

Thick thighs splayed apart slightly, just as thick a cock remained motionless in his hand. He was just holding it there in shock as he looked at me. After a moment, he hurried to pull the blanket over his exposed bottom half.

"Jia, what on earth are you doing?" He asked as he did.

"I'm sorry, I was trying to scare Jungkook," I scrambled to stand up on my feet.

"He's home, but his room is next door," Namjoon murmured.

"Namjoon.." My gaze flickered down to where I knew it was underneath the blanket. I couldn't help but be drawn to it. The sheer size alone was enough to make me dry gulp. "I should go.."

"Jia, wait," I'd turned to leave, but his words stopped me in my tracks. I turned to look at him, heat reaching my cheeks. This was not what I was expecting to find when I came over. Was he mad at me? No.. His cheeks.. They were flushed too.. Was he shy?

"Come here," Namjoon patted his lap. I hesitated for a moment, unsure of if I should. Then again, the tone in his voice made it seem like it wasn't up for debate. If he was flustered, he was holding it down well.

I carefully went over and sat at the edge of the bed, but Namjoon wordlessly tugged me up onto his lap. A haze clouded his gaze as I propped myself on him. I could feel his bulge press against me, right between my legs. His hands looked so big as they rested on the insides of my thighs.

"What're you really doing climbing through the window?"

"I- I was trying to get back at Jungkook-" I mumbled, not sure what he meant by that. It's not like I had an ulterior motive.

"Tell me the truth. You don't expect me to really believe that, do you?" His gaze hardened, and I felt him grind up against me, but I tried to hold my composure.

"I swear-" I gasped as his hands massaged higher, right at the crevices of my thighs. "I'm not lying."

"I'm not so sure about that." He licked at his bottom lip, gaze still intently on me, hips still slowly grinding. I tried to resist, but the urge to match his subtle movements was too much.

"What about you then? Huh? You didn't even tell me you were hiring the girls from my workplace tonight." Despite my mind being a little hazy from the building sexual tension between us, I hadn't forgotten anything.

"And? Should I have?" He seemed unphased. As though there was no reason for him to have told me.

"It would've been nice to know, yeah." I huffed and crossed my arms.

"You've gotten so bratty lately. The world doesn't revolve around you, you know." Namjoon's words landed somewhere vulnerable. I never meant it like that. I just-

"That's- Ahhh." I gasped again. When he rubbed his hard dick against my clit, I felt weak. He lifted my shirt off over my head and unclipped my bra with no hesitation. Once my top half was bare, I placed my hands forward on his chest for support, his pecks under his thin, loose shirt were so solid.

"Were you looking for Jungkook because you wanted him to fuck you?" He took one of my breasts in his hand and gave it a light squeeze as he asked.

"No…" I could barely think clearly as I watched him beneath me, let alone respond. I felt myself wanting to shrink and just give in to him entirely. The way his eyes roamed my chest, the way he bit at his lip, the borderline harsh tone he was talking to me with.

"It's okay if you were, but, you know, I can take care of that for you too." He said before pulling me closer, just enough so my nipple was inches from his lips. He nipped and suckled at one while fondling my other breast as I sat there on his lap, bare. The slight draft coming in from the crack of the window I'd climbed through made me shiver. It took all the strength I could muster to resist the temptation and push him back.

"Namjoon, that's not it. I've been thinking about what you said to me, and I don't want to send you mixed signals. So, I don't think we should do this." I stared back into his gaze as I told him what was on my mind. I had no idea how he would react to hearing this, but what I was met with seemed to be confusion.

"Oh. Uh, alright." Namjoon sat there for a moment, not touching me at all, but trying to gather his thoughts. I reached around to grab my bra and shirt and put them back on. Before Joon could say anything, I'd stood up from his lap and fixed myself back up.

As though just in time, the door suddenly opened.

"Jia? What are you doing here?" Jungkook went wide-eyed. He was standing in the doorway. Namjoon looked just as shocked from behind me.

"I- I was trying to get you back for yesterday," I mumbled, looking around awkwardly. I don't know why I felt like I'd done something wrong right now. It's not like we'd been caught doing anything, right? Even if we were doing something, would either of them be upset? I had no idea whatsoever.

"You need to be way more discreet if you want to get the drop on me" Jungkook straightened up and let out an amused sigh.

"Yesterday? What happened yesterday?" Namjoon questioned, pulling his pants up under the covers before getting up and looking between the two of us.

"He snuck into my window in the dead of night and scared the hell out of me. That's what" I told him. Which was funny, because a second ago he hadn't even believed me. Jungkook's eyes grew wide, and he shook his head as though trying to silently warn me not to tell Joon.

"Huh? Seriously? Jungkookie, what're you doing climbing through her window? You can't go around doing that kind of thing, it's creepy," Namjoon told him.

"No, no. It's not like that. I was just checking on her, I swear," Jungkook tried to explain. I kept the time he'd done it at the skyrise to myself, seeing as Namjoon already seemed bothered. But, he sighed, let it go and then looked towards me.

"Joon,"

"Hm?"

"What's wrong?" I questioned.

"Nothing is wrong. Jia," He let out a long, defeated sigh. I couldn't get a read on him at all. What was he thinking? Was he annoyed with me? Jungkook slipped past him and reached for my wrist.

"Seeing as you're here, come check out my room," Jungkook was quick to pull me away. So, I let him drag me out into the hallway and into the room next door. Despite Jungkook's good intentions, I still wanted an answer. I waited until he'd pulled me into the middle of his room and had turned to me.

"What's up with Joon?" I asked point blank.

"Forget it. He's just a little stressed at the moment." He ran his free hand through his black hair, pushing it back. It was distracting me from the little tiff I'd just had. If you could even call it that.

"Jungkook," I looked down to where he still had a grip on my wrist. He noticed and instead of letting go, he slipped his hand into mine and held it. I blushed, not expecting him to do that.

"If you want to sneak into my window, it's this one. I'll keep it unlocked so you can come see me whenever you want," Jungkook pointed to his window. Which, I realised, was next to the one I'd jumped in from.

"Oh, okay. I'll keep that in mind," I laughed shyly at the ridiculous but kinda cute thought of this now apparently being a 'thing' between us. I probably should have told him that it defeated the whole point if he was expecting me, but I lost my resolve when he smiled at me so innocently.

"Jungkook," a knock sounded on the door before Namjoon poked his head in and looked at us. "We have to go or we'll be late."

"Mmm," Jungkook said, nodding before looking back at me with a small smile. "Can't wait to see you tonight."

"We.. We can't wait to see you tonight." Namjoon abruptly responded. He gave me an awkward side glance as I turned to him.

"Me too.." I mumbled shyly.

"Do you have a dress ready for tonight? I mean- I just realised seeing as you didn't hear about it until the last minute you might not have had time to-" Namjoon's entire demeanor had reverted and I felt like I had whiplash. But I ignored it and just acted normal.

"Joon, I have a dress. It's fine. I went shopping this morning, and it's all been taken care of," I reassured him, so he pursed a smile and dropped it.

They didn't waste any more time and left, so I also walked back across the street to my place to prepare for the night ahead.