Eight (Smut)

                                    

                                          
I could hear my heart thundering in my chest so loud, I was afraid he might hear it. There he was. The person I hated and loved at the same time. I was inches away from grabbing his navy blue hoodie, but I hesitated. I knew I said that Taehyung would never hurt me, but what if he was a different person in the real world?
                          
I took a deep breath. Only one way to find out. Without thinking further, I reached out, grabbed his hoodie, and pulled him towards me. He groaned.
                          
"Not again! Who's it this time?" Taehyung's deep voice floated in my ears. 
                          
His eyes fell on me and I also scanned him, taking in every inch slowly. It was him. Taehyung. My Taehyung. He just seemed more...human.
                          
"Y-Y/N?" He stuttered.
                          
"Tae." I somehow managed to keep my voice steady. "Care to explain?" I said, my arms crossed.
                          
"I-I don't know what to say...What are you doing here?"
                          
"It's my house, you know?" I said, rolling my eyes at him.
                          
"I know, Y/N." My name sounded like honey when he said it, and I missed that sound. "I meant, what are you doing in the bushes?"
                          
"I should be the one asking you that!" I snapped and took out my phone to text Yoongi to come and help me before he tried to escape.
                          
"How did you know I would come?"
                          
"You came yesterday, and met Jungkook!"
                          
"I see..."
                          
"Wanna tell me what's going on?"
                          
"No."
                          
"What?"
                          
No, I...I should go...Jimin, he-"
                          
"You're not going anywhere." I said and grabbed his hand.
                          
He chuckled. "You're still so cute Y/N. Do you really think your strength can stop me from leaving?"
                          
I smirked. "No, but their strength can." I told him as Yoongi and Jisoo came and grabbed him from the back, both on either side and Rose helped me in the front.
                          
Tae's eyes widened. "You aren't getting off this easy, Kim Taehyung." Yoongi said, and we all hollered him away from the garden, and into the house. He didn't even try to protest. He knew it would be useless.
                          
Soon enough, the four of us were sitting in my living room with Tae sitting in front of us. All doors and windows had been locked, so he couldn't escape. It was pretty late now, almost 12 AM.
                          
"Please, Y/N. I'm too tired to be doing this." He said.
                          
"You should have thought about that before you decided to sneak in on her." Yoongi snapped.
                          
Taehyung looked at Yoongi angrily. "Who even are you? I haven't heard about you ever before."
                          
Before Yoongi could answer, I spoke up. "He's my boyfriend." A small nod from Jisoo told me that she was playing along. Rose and Yoongi both kept a straight face throughout. Taehyung looked hurt.
                          
"O-Oh...You have a new boyfriend, already?" He said, his voice so frail. It pierced me in the heart, but I wanted to know if he still loved me the way I loved him.
                          
So, I nodded. "Yes. Does it make a difference? You most definitely didn't want me back when I spent days searching for you. So I thought it was best that I moved on. It killed me to do it but I'm trying." I said without looking at him.
                          
"I do want you, Y/N. Of course, I do. I love you. Virtual or real, I'd always love you, no matter how hard I try not to. No matter what others tell you. No matter what happens."