The Nation’s Fairy – Chapter 4
I went out, later that night, to escape the reality of the situation. I just needed to get away. I headed to an exclusive club in Myeongdong, where I knew I would not be bothered. Only I was bothered. I was assaulted by her moves the second I walked in the door. Yojeong was dancing on stage, her hips swaying to the music, her ass barely covered by the short skirt straining against each move. She had discarded the netting and was now bare, minus the small tube top cupping her breasts.
I had walked over before I could even think to just walk… no, run… away.
“Yojeong…” I muttered and she glanced up to meet my gaze.
“Kookieeeeeeee…” She purred, the liquor talking more than the person. “I said call me Kaiiiiiia…” She pouted, her lips looking utterly kissable.
“I think you’re drunk…”
She giggled. “I know I’m drunk…”
“That’s dangerous… Who is here with you?” I asked, glancing around for anyone keeping an eye on her. Everyone was watching her, but not to protect her. I could see the gears turning. They all wanted to know how much more she could drink before they could have their chance with her. “Very dangerous…”
“Are you going to teach me a lesson again?” She asked, trailing her nail down my neck.
“Why is Jimin not here with you?” I asked, feeling my temper rise even as the words left my mouth.
“I came alone…” She whispered, tugging on my hips as she swayed to the music. “So, be my partner…”
I sighed in frustration before pushing her hands firmly to her own side. “Let’s get you home. Where do you live?”
Her answer surprised me, but I still moved to pull out my phone, hoping to get the address from one of the guys.
“Please don’t take me back there… it’s suffocating…”
Seeing the pain on her face, I nodded without thinking of the consequences. “Do you want to see Jimin?” I asked, despite the pain it caused me to do so.
“Can you just take meeeee to a hotel?”
I could not tell if it were an invite, or a general question, but I had grabbed her hand and dragged her out before she could retract her statement.
It would have been fine if I had just dropped her off and headed back to the dorm. Instead, I had walked her to the room, invited myself in, and was now watching her as she poured herself a glass of wine. She topped off the glass and sat on the edge of the table, her thighs pressed together firmly beneath the short skirt.
She tipped the glass to her lips and a small bit poured into her mouth. I found myself imagining what it would be like to have that pretty mouth on my body. I don’t know what prompted the question that rolled off my tongue next.
“Have you and Jimin had sex?”
I didn’t really want to hear the answer, and I certainly didn’t want to see her face flush at the thought. I had crossed the room and pushed her to the table before my thoughts had caught up to my body.
“Is this another lesson, Jeon Jongkook-ieee?” she purred, and I nodded, without thinking.
“Are you going to kiss me and then disappear again?”
I shook my head while playing with the hem of her skirt. “I’m not stopping at kissing you today, Kaia.”
She giggled and I felt my pants tighten.
“Lesson learned, good sir. No more bad actionsss.”
“Kaia…” I muttered, pressing against her to let her feel my desire.
I watched her tremble beneath me and blush. Capturing her lips in fervent desire, I nipped at her bottom lip before trailing kisses to her neck.
“Kookie…“ She whined and the sound drove me mad. “…wait…”
I pushed away and met her intense gaze. Behind the desire on her face, something more defined was prominent in her expression. Pain and longing…
“Did you love Jonghyun?” The question surprised me, as it left my mouth and lingered in the silent room. I can’t explain why I jumped to that conclusion, but her answer told me that it needed to be asked.
Perhaps the liquor made her honest, or perhaps she’d been waiting for someone to ask, but her answer was surprisingly simple.
“I loved him… but I loved myself more…”
I pulled Kaia up and over to the bed before laying down, pulling her into my arms. “You blame yourself…”
It wasn’t a question and Kaia knew it. I could feel it in her every movement, see it in every expression.
“Do the guys know you feel this way?” I asked and she shook her head.
“There’s no need to burden them more… we all blame ourselves… for not seeing his pain.”
I wasn’t sure what to say. I didn’t know how to comfort her, and the thought drove me mad.
“You should talk to your brother… or Jimin… or anyone. Don’t let it build up. You’ve already bore witness to what that does to people.”
I watched a tear roll down her cheek. “Kaia…”
“Jungkook, I’m drunk…” she paused and thought carefully about what to say next.
I stood from the bed and walked to the stand where she had placed the wine, tipping the bottle to my lips and chugging. Downing the bottle in one go, I lowered it and glanced back to where she lay, staring at me. “I think I’m drunk too…” While the wine hadn’t been enough to intoxicate me, Kaia’s mere presence had. “Are you really going to send me away in this state?”
Kaia stood and slowly strolled in my direction, every move seducing me. “Kookie, nothing good can come of you staying.”
“I don’t care if you think it is a mistake but I’d rather take advantage of the situation than regret it tomorrow.”
Kaia’s hands reached for the buttons on my shirt and started slowly removing them. She spoke slowly, clearly giving us time to rethink the situation. “Do you not understand? I am Jimin’s girlfriend. You are Jimin’s best friend.”
“Kaia…” Leaning forward to whisper in her ear, “I want you. I have wanted you for a long time.” Running my fingers up her thighs towards the hem of her skirt. “I’ve dreamt of touching your skin like this, since you debuted three years ago.”
Loving the feel of her hands on my skin as she pushed my shirt slowly down my arms, I moaned and pressed in to her.
“If you want me…” Kaia’s fingers hesitated, having moved to the belt on my jeans. “…shouldn’t you just take me?”
“Don’t regret this in the morning…“ Lifting Kaia and placing her on the table once more before sliding my fingers across the moist satin of her underwear.
“Kookie…” she moaned and I captured her mouth with my own, muffling the sound as I slid my fingers under the material and deep inside.
I felt her tighten around my fingers and smirked into the kiss, before pulling away and trailing kisses lower, frustrated when she stopped me.
“You don’t have to do that…”
I pressed her hands into the wood of the table, staring at her longingly. “I want to taste you…”
She whined while blushing brightly. “But… it’s embarrassing…”
“You’ll get used to having my tongue between your thighs.” I promised trailing kisses across the flesh on her hip.
She moaned, her fingers entwining in my hair, and I smirked before sliding my tongue between her folds.
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It was Kaia who disappeared this time…
Only, that was not in my plans.
I’d known all along that she would run when she awoke, sober, and realized what she had done in her drunken stupor.
I had known she was too drunk to make rational decisions, and I’d known that she would regret her betrayal. I’d known, and I’d taken advantage of that. As guilty as I should’ve felt, I was elated to have made her mine, and I had no intention of letting her go.
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