Jin POV

Time went by and Jungkook cooled down. He successfully cockblocked Namjoon and I, so Namjoon's asleep. Yoongi and Hoseok are talking about homework from our first tutor lesson yesterday. Jimin's locked away in his room, probably still pouting away. And Tae's watching T.V downstairs. His eye was already bruising dark.

I'd only gone down to get some water, but didn't want to see him pouting and poking at his swollen eye any longer.

I opened the freezer and to my dismay, it only had loose ice and ice cream in it. Jimin would throw a temper tantrum if I used his ice cream. And I cant just hold ice to the boys eye. No kitchen towels were in sight. I did what any person in need of cloth would do, and took off my shirt. I laid it on the counter and opened a drawer to find a sandwich bag to hold the ice. Then, used my shirt as a barrier. Then took it out to the pouting boy on the couch.

He only stared at it. Then he looked at my chest. And finally at my face.

"It's for your eye, if you don't treat it now it'll just feel and look worse" I said

He waved it off and crossed his arms. Looking away and pouting even more. I'd thought he was the more sensible one of his little trio of Jimin, Hoseok, and him, but I see I was wrong. They're all dumb.

I took it upon myself to sit beside him and lay the ice on his eye. His eye was swollen shut, so it can't go untreated. Watching how he winced and whined like a child was somewhat amusing to me.

"I'm ok, Jin Hyung. Honestly, the worse this is, the less bad Jimin will feel about having rejected Jungkook" he shrugged.

I smiled a bit as I kept my hand in place.

"Sure, but the worse it is, the longer it'll take to heal, and I don't think Jimin's feelings should reflect on your health. You're practically temporarily blind right now."

"Am not"

"Then close your other eye and tell me how many fingers I'm holding up"

I took my hand away from his eye and he followed my steps. With a giant smile on my face, I proudly flipped him off.

He tilted his head to the side and sighed.

"Ok, you're right, I can't even open the eye to see. It isn't worth it"

Of course I'm right i thought.

I iced his eye once again and examined his facial features. He was very handsome, but so is everyone else in the house. Especially my Joonie.

Taehyung though, was moreso handsome in a classy model way. He wore his cropped dress- pants and button downs half tucked in. His hair was kept natural and cut just above his eyes. Perfectly filled brows, perfectly full lashes, clear skin, strong jaw, full dark lips. Unlike my Joonie, he was tall, but not lengthy in an awkward way. Unlike Yoongi, he was dark and glowing. He was probably the second best looking man I've ever seen. After me, anyways.

I'm quite the stunner. Perfect in all aspects too. Tall, unbelievably handsome, broad, funny, flirty, fashionable- I could truly go on all day. I almost just wish I was born another person, just so I could date myself. Then again, it's much nicer to be the hottest person myself anyways. I could probably make myself hard if I look in the mirror long enough.

I was so lost in thought over my wonderful self that I didn't even notice how Taehyung stared at me too. It wasn't until I felt his lips press against mine that I'd realized he most have been.

I pulled away almost instantly though.

"What was that for?" I questioned him and traced my lips.

"Y-you were staring and you just looked.. nice, so I um... ah, I don't know, sorry" he rambled a bit. His cheeks were red and he scooted away from me.

It was careless of me, but I quickly pulled him back into my embrace and smashed his lips onto mine once more. Instantly, he kissed back. He wrapped his arms around my bare waist and I climbed over his lap to face him. Cupping his cheeks as I began to grind myself down onto him. Low, quiet, and throaty moans escaped his lips. The vibrations against my own sent tingles down my spine.

From there things moved so quickly. He stood up with his hands clasping my ass. Our lips still connected as he carried me straight to the steps. I slung my arms around his shoulders as he carried me up the stairs. The next thing I knew, he slammed my back against the door and for a moment, we made out there. He detached his lips from mine and began attacking my neck.

"Ah!- Tae lets... lets go inside. I don't want everyone to see this.. I don't like PDA like this" I suppressed my moans as I spoke.

He agreed with a muffled ok and opened the door. The loss of contact of it surprising me. Making my hold on him tighten and my weight rely fully on his strength. And before anyone could see, he closed and locked his door.

I was gently laid onto the bed as he climbed over me. He undid his pants and tossed them to the side. I watched as he pulled mine off of me as well. As soon as they were off I began kissing him again. Unbuttoning his shirt as our lips moved together.

He was hard. He was definitely big as well. That made two of us though.

And after we were both completely bare, I let him have all of me.

And I didn't think of Namjoon until it was all over.

And when the guilt set in, it wasn't because I didn't ask him first. It was because I liked it better that way.

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I'm SO SORRY NAMJIN LOVERS OMF BUT THIS WAS WHAT THE POLL WAS BECAUSE OFF
And im sorry to say but I've had to most fun writing this half assed chapter than any other thing in a long ass time bc Taejin just settles all my problems in life

Also like...
This is the downstairs set up

And like
idk counselor nim has a little harry potter type of room because he lives  in a room under the stair way. Its like not small like the little stair closet tho? Its an actual room? Bc house do have rooms there sometimes if theres enough space