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adonis-koo · 5 years

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Three’s a crowd

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↳ Plot: (CEO AU) When your mom’s fairytale life begins to bleed over into your world you’re suddenly caught between two men and one big secret, what was suppose to be a relaxing trip soon begins to spiral out of control. All you wanted was a free vacation...

↳ Pairing: Jungkook/Reader/Jimin, Hoseok/Reader, Taehyung/Reader,

↳ Genre: Smut, angst, drama, angst with a happy ending

Word Count: 4K

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Warning ⚠️ This fic touches on drug use, alcoholism and abuse. Please read with caution if any of these things are triggers for you 🖤

The week had progressed rapidly as it always did. You often found yourself surviving the week more then you ever did live it, it always felt monotonous with the rare exception of something slightly different to your routine. Today however rather then finding yourself on your way to the bakery you were rushing home to get packed at four in the morning.

Your boss at the ward had let you go early to pack as you had received a text from your mother- who was thrilled to hear you could make it- let you know they were arriving at the airport at six. You had been able to wash small sets of laundry throughout the week thankfully as you packed you figured this would be enough. Right?

You frowned scratching your head as you looked at the suitcase you didn’t even know your mother owned. You had never actually been on vacation before, outside of a two day trip your mother and you had took to Busan when you were younger. And you weren’t even sure if a weekend trip can count for much. You had been pulling your suitcase to the living room when your mother caught sight of you, smiling brightly as she watched you, “You don’t have to take it out just yet Y/n, Seung will be here soon.”

Finally you set the suitcase down as you turned around, eyebrows rose and lips parted, “Oh, he’s picking us up?”

Your mother turned away slightly pink cheeked before giving another girlish smile you had never seen her wear before, “He insisted, he didn’t want the car out at the airport for that long. He should be here in a few minutes- that’s okay right?” She suddenly rushed as if realizing she hadn’t cleared it with you.

Relaxing slightly you forced a small laugh as you shrugged, it wasn’t that she needed to clear it with you, you just weren’t sure of how to reply at seeing her so giddy, “No it’s fine, we’re just riding together, don’t worry about it mom.”

And you were being honest, it wasn’t a huge deal and it wasn’t her job to ask for your permission for every aspect of her relationship. Not to mention Mr Park was the one paying for this trip, you weren’t gonna fault him wanting to ensure the car didn’t get damaged. It was such a gentlemanly thing to do though you’d be honest you weren’t sure what to think.

And maybe it was better if you didn’t, it wasn’t your relationship regardless. Just as your mother said Mr Park did show up but you had temporarily forgotten he was a CEO and automatically assumed the sleek matte black car must’ve been the FBI finally finding out you were involved in the drugs your dad was constantly dealing and buying. So you can say you definitely had a sigh of relief when you realized it was just Mr Park.

While you were relieved you were also awkward as you opened the door to be greeted by a minx smile that made you frown instantly. Jimin waved you in, his arm resting on the rest above your seat looking like a predator delighted to see his prey. Swallowing thickly you ignored his suggestive glance as you went to sit down beside him, your parents sitting together across from you as they engaged in conversation obviously excited to be on a trip together.

“So Y/n...” Jimin drew your name out, as if testing it as he glanced directly at you, body turned in your direction with his arm still over your seat, “I take it you haven’t been to Dubai before?”

Well not everyone was born with a silver spoon in their mouth obviously, more people then less couldn’t even afford to go to Dubai much less for a week, pushing the snarkiness that tempted to rise in your voice you gave a tense smile, “No, I’ve never really been on vacation before so I’m looking forward to it. I’m guessing you have?”

Jimin gave a seemingly innocent smile, his black Versace sunglasses covering whatever darker gleam his eyes held as he ran a hand through his silky black locks, “Oh yeah, the Jeon’s always hold an annual party there. I’ve been going since I was a kid, I’ve been for business as well but that’s never as fun.”

“Though this years party will be even bigger since it’s their company’s 30th anniversary, you’ll have fun.” Jimin seemed to be able to talk with ease much better then you, and briefly you wondered if he was an extrovert or if he was just really that invested in trying to get into your pants, “What did you bring to wear?”

You jumped slightly at the feeling of his lips brushing against your ear, your eyes flickering to your mom and his dad, both laughing at something he said. Your face began to feel hot as you shot your gaze to him, “Pardon?”

“For the party.” Jimin laughed angelically as he specified, “What else would I be referring too?”

Pressing your lips into a line you could feel your face becoming hotter as you store him down. Jimin still smiling devilish knowing damn well exactly what else he could be referring too. Looking away you frowned in an unknowning pout as you sighed, “Well I brought a few different dresses but I’m not sure what the dress code will be like...”

“I’ll take a look if you’d like, we can always go out shopping later if needed. I know plenty of boutiques in the area.” Jimin offered casually, arm still wrapped above your seat though he relaxed into his chair, crossing a leg over the other as he glanced back your way.

You frowned before shrugging as you answered, “Well I’d like to, but just the word boutique makes me feel poor.”

Boutique essentially, was just a fancy term for rich people Walmart where they’d throw thousands of dollars away in one whack. You lived on three hours of sleep, cup noodles and energy drinks, not exactly expensive living. Jimin laughed as he dropped his arm around you, ruffling your hair causing you to squirm, swatting his hand away as he placed it back above your seat, “I wouldn’t make you pay. It wouldn’t be very gentlemanly of me now would it? Besides spoiling girls is my favorite activity, you just leave it to me sweetheart.”

Frowning again at his pet name you said no more as you looked out the window, confused and cautious of whatever Jimin was playing at. Maybe he was just being nice? But more then less guys always had a motive, it was just your gut instinct and you’d listen to it above anything else, and right now it was telling you this was most definitely a setup.

Getting to the airport you...You really weren’t sure what you were expecting but getting to ride in a private jet? A little much, not gonna lie. It was luxurious on amounts you hadn’t even thought was possible, boarding was quick and the plane took less then ten minutes to take off. Your suitcase had been put away and now you sat in a plush white cushioned chair seat.

The plane even had free WiFi and couches towards the middle of the aisle, a lengthy coffee table decorating between both couches. Jimin was sitting on the chair on the other side of he plane, his table though was built more like a desk with a computer and two monitors, he appeared absorbed into whatever he was doing, something work related by the looks of it. Your mother had commented on how she had gotten little rest the night before from excitement, only for Mr Park- who had insisted you call him Seung, suggest lying down. They actually had bedrooms on a plane...

You were still rather overwhelmed as you looked out the large square window, the moment still feeling surreal as you glanced down at your phone, “You look like a lost puppy over there,” Jimin chuckled speaking up, not looking away from his computer as he continued, “It’s cute. There’s another bedroom if you’d like to retire.”

Looking towards him you curved an eyebrow, unsure if you should take it as a compliment or not. It sounded more condescending then anything, “No I’m fine, I’m use to lack of sleepy anyways.”

Jimin finally glanced over at you, giving you a once over before tsking, “That can’t be good for your health. It’s a good thing you got time off. You’ll definitely need this week to rest. Come here.” He signaled you over with a finger pulling towards you.

Furrowing your brows before raising one as you stayed planted in your seat, glancing down at your phone before unlocking it, complaining in your group chat while you replied, “Why?”

“Why not?” Jimin replied, smirking. His legs had spread opened in a relaxed posture and his back had sunk into the seat as he glanced at you, perhaps hoping you’d see it as an invitation. You however grimaced as you looked up from your phone, “Because our parents are dating, isn’t that kind of weird? I don’t know what you’ve been getting at but I’m not sleeping with you.”

It was best to just be honest about this and trouble shoot the problem before anything severe transpired that you might regret. Jimin only chuckled at your response, “Careful princess, I’m like this with all women. Whether our parents date or not you’re not an exception, they’re relationship isn’t any of my business. I’m sure they’d feel the same about about us.”

Pressing your lips together you looked back out the window, “Yeah I guess I could agree to that but I’m still not interested regardless.”

“And you don’t have to be,” Jimin raised his hands in false surrender as he smirked, “I just want some company. It’s a little drafty in here. Even you said so when we first got in.”

Swallowing you sighed, finally getting up from your seat as you walked over, begrudgingly sitting in the love seat beside him as he pulled a blanket over the armrest, opening it and letting lay on top of your laps, “See? That wasn’t so bad.”

Sighing you shrugged loosely, not particularly interested as you glanced back down at your chat, responding to Taehyung who had been wanting to hit the plane up for cash, “Anyways what are you doing?”

“Dabbling in stocks, nothing incredibly fun. But the company sure does make it better.” Jimin replied, sliding closer to you noting you were still looking down at your phone, “You know what would be even better?”

“Hm?” You asked casually, your lips pulling into a brief smile at whatever you were doing on your phone.

You were getting ready to type again when you felt a strong squeeze against your inner thigh making you jump, “Excuse me!? Did we not just set up basic rules!?”

Flustered you felt a pang between your legs regardless as Jimin caged you between his arms, “We didn’t set up anything sweetheart. Are you really sure you don’t want a taste? You won’t be able to stop when you do.”

Red faced you looked away from him as you replied, squeezing your thighs tightly together in hopes of escaping hand was already grabbing the inside, you could barely scrape the answer out with a strain, “Positive...”

Jimin leaned in closer, his smirk widening as he began to stroke the soft skin of your inner thigh with his thumb making you squirm as he watched your face darken in color, drinking up your embarrassment as he replied, “Oh doll keep saying that, I’ll break you eventually.”

You let out a breath of relief when he release your thigh from his grip, sitting back down in his seat as he grinned mischievously at your red face and angry pout, “No, no you won’t. I am not sleeping with someone who could potentially become my step brother.”

Hearing your words seem to jostle is memory as he parted his plump lips, pressing a finger against the side of his cheek as he replied, “Right actually, you haven’t heard have you?”

“What...?” You furrowed your brows cautiously, what was is it you hadn’t heard? Seeing his expression made anxiety gnaw at your stomach, but he only cheekily grinned.

Resting his hand against his chin as he replied, “Get on your knee’s and I’ll tell you angel.”

Groaning you felt your face become hot as you stood up, Jimin however found it hilarious as he slapped his knee, belting out a laugh, “Awh don’t be like that Y/n I was only being half serious. If you really want to know my dad’s planning of purposing to your mom at the end of the week.”

Your back was turned to him but you froze for a second before whipping around, lips parted with eyebrows shot up, “He what!?”

“Yeah it’s why he wanted you to come.” Jimin shrugged loosely, not expecting such a volatile reaction from you, “They’ve been dating a little over, what? Eight months now? Why do you look so shocked?” You could tell it was a genuine question as he knitted his brows together in confusion.

Biting your lip you looked away before frowning, how could he not be shocked? This was all so sudden for you, you weren’t sure how to feel. Just last week you were kicked out of the house by your dad, how were you suppose to cope with a new one, “...Have you known since they met?”

“Yeah? Sort of,” Jimin shrugged as he relaxed into his seat, still not getting what the big deal was, “He didn’t say at first but I could tell. After the first month he finally cracked and told me. Did you just find out?” He rose his eyebrows.

Unable to meet his gaze as your frown deepened, “Yeah...It’s fine, I guess.” Rubbing the back of your neck you eventually sighed as Jimin patiently waited for you to continue, “It’s just a lot to take in. My real dad isn’t exactly grade A material so I wasn’t really interested having a new family...” pressing your lips together you almost felt a wash of guilt wave over you as you sighed, “But you’re right, it is there relationship and my mom deserves to be happy. Anyways I’m going to lay down.”

Jimin only glanced at you curiously as he set his chin back on his hand, finally resigning to smile mischievously, “Sleep well, Y/n.” Sending a wink that made you scowl as you turned around. Making your way towards the back of the luxury jet.

It never occurred to you to ask just where the beds were but it didn’t take you terribly long to find it, collapsing on the surface as you sighed, he was going to purpose to her...Grabbing the pillow you groaned as you flipped over. It had barely been a week and your life was already flipped upside down.

Stretching your arms you took a deep breath breath in before sighing the heat was extremely humid, making your clothes stick uncomfortably to your skin but the sky was an azure blue with big billow clouds making you smile. excitement bubbled in your chest at being in a new place. Just as you anticipated you were escorted to a car as Jimin filled the silence talking, you had finally interrupted as you asked, “Where are we staying?”

“The Fifteenth Dark Ace, it’s the chain of casino hotels the Jeon’s run, its their biggest business. That’s where the party will be hosted,” Jimin explained casually, and for a second despite his predatory remarks and advances you were glad he was here and more then willing to show you the ropes of the upper class world, “We’re on the exclusive list so we’ll be staying on the upper floors of the hotel.”

“While it is a party,” Jimin ran a hand through his hair, as though gathering his thoughts before continuing, “A lot of company’s and businesses are invited to build connections and grow different parts of the industry. It’s all glamour on the outside but you’d be surprised about the dealings that go on inside.”

His words were cryptic enough to make you tilt your head, finally looking up towards him. He said no more though only resigning to look away. Sighing you relaxed back into your seat, listening to your parents conversation and occasionally chiming in, in hopes of not looking too icy with them. It was difficult though due to the fact that they had been dating not for six months. No it was eight months and she took this long to tell you? Furthermore why did she lie to you and say it was six? If they were dating this long why did she say they only made it official the week before she told you?

Unintentionally you clenched your jaw at the thought, finally deciding to just stay out of the conversation as the drive continued. Eventually you did get in and despite everything you had seen, seeing Fifteenth Dark Ace Hotel was beyond breath taking. It towered overhead with glistening lights showing a fashionable but still classy style of welcoming anyone who dared step into the hotel. And honestly it was like stepping into a whole new world. The floors were a peachy water marble tone, coated in gloss and cut into diamond shapes.

Large crystal chandeliers hung over head lighting the massive lobby as people crowded in, nobody but you seemed to even notice the interior as you felt Jimin wrap an arm around you waist. You were still absorbed in the fine interior decorating you didn’t even have time to scowled him as he guided you to the check in behind your parents, chuckling at your reaction as he brushed his lips against your ear, “If you’re amazed by this you’ll have fun when we get up to the ballroom. It’s nothing in comparison to this.”

You didn’t even respond as your lips parted, not even paying attention to his words as you glanced around, the ceiling took on an inspiration of the Sistine chapel with classical art covering the ceiling. Jimin was thankfully there to guide you out of anyone’s possible path as you journeyed up to the front desk.

“Y/n dear, me and Seung are headed for dinner once we check in, would you like to join us?” Your mother had turned around, bubbly and excited, but even she didn’t seem as shell shocked as you at the grand hotel, “We’re always happy to have you as well Jimin!”

You couldn’t even open your mouth, unable to fully register her words as Jimin replied coolly, “It’s okay Ms L/n, you should have the evening to enjoy with my father. Don’t worry I’ll take care of dinner for us.”

Your mother smiled brightly, “Thank you Jimin! Just as much of gentleman as your father.” It was so obvious she couldn’t see the ulterior motives in Jimin’s words. Which ultimately made you come back to reality as you frowned. You didn’t want to go to dinner with them regardless but you never agreed to anything with Jimin.

Jimin only have an angelic smile that could even make the devil fall at his feet, giving a soft laugh as he replied, “Well I can only hope to live up to his chivalry. We’ll see you tomorrow morning Ms L/n! Enjoy yourselves.” Jimin gave one last charismatic smile her way before strolling up to the desk after his father. His father frowning at him briefly as if he caught sight of something, Jimin only curved an eyebrow saying nothing in return before checking in with the receptionist.

After checking in he lead you to the elevator, punching in the 72 floor, also noticing it was the last. The elevator was glass, out looking the city lights as the machine sped you up floors. Finally taking a moment to notice his hand still curled around your waist you looked up at him huffing, “Is there ever a day when you can keep your hands to yourself?” You pried his fingers off of you as he chuckled, “You were gonna run into everyone if I just let you wander about in the main hall. I was being responsible really.”

Furrowing your eyebrows you crossed your arms as you looked away from him not at all impressed at his cheeky smile. The door finally dinged, sliding open as Jimin took the lead, guiding you down the hallway. There was a little over forty rooms and finally he stopped at 28th, sliding the card into the slot before opening the door, “Here’s your room, I’m at the 22nd if you need anything. Where do you want to go for dinner?”

“I like how you just assume I’m going to dinner with you.” You crossed your arms finally confronting him as you curved an eyebrow slightly annoyed. He was one of those guys huh. His smile just as mischievous as the last as he shrugged, “Most girls usually offer first but I’m a patient man. You aren’t really going to deny me, are you?”

“Afraid I am Park, given how massive the hotel is I’m sure ordering off the room service menu will be just fine.” You smiled raising your brows again, amused at the frustrated pout on his face. Stepping inside the large room as you turned back to face him, “Outside of that rejection. I would like your help for picking something out for the party, if you don’t mind.”

Jimin groaned, running a hand through his hair as he whined obviously frustrated at your lack of cooperation, “Doll you’re killing me... Alright, I’ll see what we’re working with first thing in the morning, alright?”

Nodding you finally bid him goodnight as you closed the door relieved. The day of traveling had admittedly made you sluggish and it was already nearing ten at night. The room was naturally behind huge, in hues of warm dark reds and sleek blacks. Your favorite thing though was the large window wall besides your bed. The business of Dubai’s lights below never ceasing as you walked up to the glass, gently pressing a hand against it in awe.

Noticing your bags beside your bed you eventually got changed into sleepwear before sitting against the wall with a pillow between your arms. Snuggling it as you enjoyed watching the lights below. Everything had been such a whirlwind in experience, but even now it was nice to take a moment to breath and enjoy the moment.

After all, if you’re mother was going to get married again, you might as well enjoy the luxury it was going to come with.

The bed below you sunk nicely against your body as you rolled onto your stomach, nuzzling into the soft, but firm feather filled pillow. Finally with light streaming in from the window wall you cracked open your eyes. You sighed contently, rolling onto your back again as you closed your eyes. When was the last time you got a full eight hours of sleep?

You had forgotten what it actually felt like to genuinely sleep again as you took a deep breath in. God you could get use to this. Briefly the thought passed your mind of how unfortunate it was you weren’t the one marrying into upperclass. Finally you sat up, stretching your arms over head as you yawned, it was nearing eight o’clock. Checking your phone naturally your groups chat had been active throughout the night as it always had been.

Smiling you shook your head as you took a minute to talk to them, explaining just how loaded this place was before realizing it was nearing 8:30. Wasn’t Jimin suppose to be here by now? He didn’t specify what first thing in the morning meant though. Finally you sighed after a moment of contemplating you swung your legs off of the bed. Despite the cool air it was still room temperature. You had definitely made a good decision in bringing sleep shorts, the white T-shirt hung loosely to your body as you shrugged it around, grabbing your card key as you went to the door.

Closing the door behind you, you bit your lip, which room was he in again? 32 right? Walking up the hallway a bit further you sighed, rolling your shoulders that had been stiff from sleeping so long. You hadn’t even thought of knocking when you grabbed the handle, noticing it already unlocked.

You casually strolled in closing the door behind you as you yawned, “What’s taking you so long?” Your morning voice still sleepy and whiney, turning away from the door you continued, “Didn’t we agree- Oh my god!” You weren’t entirely awake before but seeing the shirtless figure turn around, looking absolutely confused made you jump out of your skin.

Water droplets fell from the black fluffy hair of the stranger, a towel still in one hand from drying his hair presumably, “Wrong room?” He didn’t even look the faintest embarrassed as you instantly turned around, running a hand through your knotted hair as you flusteredly stammered out an apology, “I-I am so sorry!”

You just fucking walked in on someone getting dressed! Unable to see his lips that started to curl into an amused smirk sizing you up, you were new. New and someone who wasn’t from around here, or this class, a commoner always stuck out here, “It’s fine, who were you looking for? I know all the guests on this floor so I can redirect you.” Why was he being so polite!? You literally just walked in on him fresh out of the shower!

Awkwardly you turned around with stiff shoulders to face him again, his tongue pressing against his cheek as he gave you a once over, still very much as shirtless as you remembered.

His sweatpants clung loosely to him showing off the underwear band that in opposition hugged tightly against his skin. Oh wow, way to fucking go Y/n, not only did you walk in on someone changing, you walked in on someone really fucking attractive too, “Uh, no it’s okay! Honest mistake- I’m really sorry...!” you began to back away from the extremely attractive person. He was most definitely Korean, thank god since he spoke the language flawlessly, you supposed it was better then running into a foreigner who couldn’t understand you at all and would just ultimately assume you were some pervert.

Taking a step towards you the handsome stranger curved an eyebrow, enough to make you weak in the knee’s before giving a grin, his teeth making it look like that of a bunny as he chuckled, “I should be the one apologizing, I’m making you nervous, aren’t I?” He grabbed the black shirt from the dresser, pulling it over his toned upper body, concealing himself which definitely did make you feel a little more calm, “Better?” His grin turned into a smirk as he walked up to you, a confident air about him that made you want to run right back to your room, holding out a large hand he introduced himself, “Jeon Jungkook, I help run the hotel, I don’t believe we’ve met yet.”

Jungkook, wasn’t sure what he said wrong, but suddenly your pink cheeks turned a deep red as if you realized something, backing away timidly from him as you ran a hand through your hair murmuring something under your breath, “Of course he’s...” giving a nervous smile you sheepishly clasped your hands. Unable to say anything as the door behind you opened, a relievingly familiar voice whined out, “Jungkook you dick why did you say Sejin was still in- Y/n?”

You instantly cowered behind Jimin, who on any other occasion you would’ve scowled at if you weren’t so mortified at what had just happened, you mustered a sheepish smiled as you fumbled, “I- uh may have forgot your room number...”

Jungkook observed you both, licking his lips as his eyes lit up in realization looking at you, but they suddenly fell in an odd manner of pity, “So this is Y/n?”

Noticing that familiar look in Jungkook’s eyes Jimin stop in front of you has he nodded, “Yeah, don’t know why she ended up here but here she is,” He glanced back at you briefly before introducing, “This Jungkook, Jeon’s son and one of my good friends.”

You gave another awkward smile, one Jungkook found rather endearing as he nodded towards you,smirking, that confidence not faltering evening under his friends melting glare, “Yeah we already met, guess I’ll be seeing you around Y/n.” He licked his lips, those dark brown eyes drinking up that embarrassment on your face as you rubbed the back of your neck.

Stammering once more as you felt Jimin’s hands slip around your waist, gripping harsher then normal as you answered, “Y-yeah, I’ll see you around. Sorry again!” You hurriedly said as Jimin dragged you out the door. Taking one last look at the smoldering gaze Jungkook gave you before the door shut. What a way to start up the morning...

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