Haiii! Fair warning, if you're not even the slightest bit knowledgeable/interested in the BDSM lifestyle, or you don't like it at all, you might want to drop this fan fiction lol. Don't say I didn't warn ya. Thought this chapter has none of that xD~ Also, If i tagged you and you didn't want to be tagged, please let me know. If you want to be tagged, then let me know as well.
Part: Chapter 6
Next Part: 7
Warning: Strong language.
Info: Yoongi x Arlene x Jimin
I sat down on the living room couch, looking up at Arlene's timid frame. Her pony tail draped over her shoulder as her head was slightly bowed. She kept her hands behind her back and i sighed, patting my lap. She looked at me and blushed wildly.
"How long did you say it would take you to relax and be yourself around us again," I teasingly asked. She smiled a little, looking away.
"Alright, first thing," I smirked, pulling her closer by the waistband of her sweat pants. She jumped in shock. "On my lap." I gently demanded. I wasn't going to be too hard on her the way i usually was with Jiminie.
I never told her how to sit on my lap, and yet, she knew exactly what I wanted and straddled me. I nodded pleased, then ran my hands up her thighs slowly, stopping at her hips. I didn't hear her breathe or see her move an inch.
"Second thing." I quickly reached up, grabbing her chin and holding it so that she couldn't move her head to look away. "Never look away from me."
Her eyes instantly glued to mine. Her pupils looked to be breathing before slowly dilating, and i couldn't help but stare with my mouth slightly parted. Her eyes were a gorgeous brown, but i watched that color slowly get over come by her pupils.
She leaned her forehead against mine, waking me out of my daze. She closed her eyes and smiled. I felt her hands stroke softly through my hair, and i breathed softly against her lips, before kissing them.
She immediately kissed me back, slowly and patiently. The kiss was passionate and there was nothing sexual about it. Just our soft warm lips against each other. I placed my hand on her cheek, and she tilted her head against it, smiling into our kiss. Our tongues brushed against each other, igniting a fire within me, but i let the kiss be sweet. I enjoyed the simplicity of it.
"Alright, we can go now," Jiminie giggled from the door. I broke our kiss, sighing sadly. I wondered how long he'd been standing there.
"I hope they're eating fish," I pouted. Arlene just laughed climbing off my lap and walking to the door. I trailed behind her.
Namjoon had texted me the address once they'd arrived at the place they were eating, and of course, it wasn't within walking distance. It was actually 11 blocks away. If we walked, we wouldn't-
"We can go in my car," Arlene smiled. I didn't even know she had one. Jiminie looked excited as he put on his mask. I put mine on as well and let her lead the way to her car. She parked pretty close.
"Alright, this is it," She smiled, pointing at a black 2017 Nissan Altima. I raised my brows, noting at how shiny it was. "I just recently got it. I had the entire interior done in white-"
"Shoooootgun!" Jiminie shouted, climbing into the car. I shrugged, not really caring.
Arlene giggled, climbing into the car and starting it. I told her the address, and she said she knew the place. I climbed in last, noting the new car smell, plus a little bit of a strong black tie sent, as if a man drove this car. I couldn't help but ask.
"What's this scent?" Arlene looked at me from her mirror, and smiled. Her driving was pretty normal, nothing to complain about.
"I don't like normal girl smells. Fruity and baby smells aren't my thing, so i usually wear cologne and use heavy scents for car fresheners. Before seeing you guys today, i was at the dance studio i practice at. I didn't put anymore on, thinking that you'd think i was with another guy or something." She explained, turning the music on. I stayed quiet, listening to her and Jiminie singing and harmonizing with each other. She could easily make it as an idol, just with her looks, but damn she could sing and dance too.
I wanted to ask why she didn't try, but i had a feeling it wasn't the life she wanted. She seemed pretty content with the way things were for her currently.
Once we got there, she didn't park, but instead stopped in front of the restaurant itself.
"I just noticed that it's 7:30, and i have work at 8. I'm sorry, but I'll be back at 12, if you're still up." I smiled at her, stepping out of the car. She rolled down her window, looking up at the both of us.
"We'll be finishing practice around then, so you can swing by. Jiminie can add you to a group chat with us and we'll text you when we can," I pinched her cheek and she smiled. Jiminie and i went inside and ate with the guys, answering all of their weird questions and immediately heading back to practice.
"Arlene-ssi," I heard Someone call. I turned around, smiling at the model.
"Ah! Taehyun-ah," I smiled, bowing to him. He was the model for today at my job. He had a perfectly chiseled jaw, soft blonde hair, thin but still beautiful lips, and the most seductive eyes you'll ever see. He was damn attractive... but 17.
"You should get ready. I know our shoot won't take long." I smiled. He nodded, spinning on his heals and returning to his makeup artist. I sighed, feeling a little nervous as i always did. Even though i was 10 minutes early and had a good amount of time to calm down, i knew i couldn't. These company's hire photographers based on their portfolios, and i knew they wanted me simply because i had one photo resembling the style they wanted. What if i couldn't replicate that one style?
I shook off my negative thoughts, changing into the clothes i brought before visiting Yoongie and Jiminie. I sprayed my cologne on, and walked out to adjust my camera. The set wasn't that big, save for the square of water in the middle of the photo shooting area. There wasn't much water, but it was enough to throw up and get some amazing shots. Before Taehyun came out, i was imagining different shots and angles i could do to really bring out the main focus, which are contacts. Yea, I'm taking pictures for a contact brand. Luckily, there are only three colors since it's a limited collection. If there were more, I'd have to take a ton of pictures and Taehyun's eyes would be a mess.
"Alright, let's do this," Taehyun said from besides me. I smiled an nodded, leading him to the front and telling him how i wanted him to stand.
"And... we're done! You've all worked so hard, thank you!" I spoke to the team, taking my last shot. Taehyun and i both bowed to the set team, and to each other, before looking over the pictures.
I sighed and smiled, glad that they came out exactly how i wanted them too. Taehyun was the easiest model to work with. He was very easy to talk too, and understood the concept you were going for. He was humble and sweet, almost like a little brother.
I took out the card holding the pictures, handing it to the crew director and allowing them to take it to editing. I explained to them that if there were any problems or complications, to call me and i'd do my best to fix whatever it was. They were pleased that i wasn't so uptight and strict, as some photographers were. I left feeling pretty happy.
I got in my car and just sat there, scrolling through my social medias and messages. I have more than one job. I write, edit, and self publish my books on Amazon. I came to Korea as a photographer, which i have yet to tell the guys. I figured i could add a little difference to the photography scene here, and though the first year was hard, this year has been a lot better. My portfolio wasn't really filled much, but a lot of people took interest in the few images that didn't fit the 'norm' for magazines and photos here. I also danced, and though that isn't a job and just something i do in my free time, I did have one of the lead dancers pay me to give them a dance i made for myself. I wasn't expecting it, but i gladly agreed as i needed to make rent that month. I taught her the dance, and she put it on her youtube and gained a lot of popularity. Since then, I've been helping different choreographers whenever they ask me. They don't pay much, but it's fine because most of them are friends.
I noticed that one message box of mine had 12 notifications. I opened it and scrolled to the first message, noting that it was Jiminies number. I guess he added me to the group chat. Each of the members welcomed me to the chat, as did two other people i didn't know. One introduced them self as a close friend to Namjoon, and the other introduced them self as Jungkook's long time friend. I was shocked, noting that the only other two in the chat were significantly close to the other's, as i was not. The last message was a video of the finished dance that they practiced, captioned: "We're going to finish learning this dance, and record a 'bangtan bomb' video of it. We're still working out the rough edges though! Fighting!'
I texted back the group.
10:19pm - Arlene: Fighting! You guys look so much better than a few hours ago! Keep it up~ Also, for Namjoon and Jungkook's friend, I'm Arlene. I've been friends with Jiminie for a year, and just recently met Yoongi and the others. It's nice to meet you!
I smiled, putting my phone down and driving home. It was such a nice night, and not that cold at all. I parked outside of my apartment building, and walked inside. No one was at the front desk, as it was pretty late, but the security guards were there, asking for my proof of address. I showed them my key, with the apartment number 13 on it. They nodded, letting me through to the elevator.
Once in my quaint 1 bedroom apartment, i threw myself on the couch completely exhausted. The time was 10:50pm. It only took me 20 minutes to get to the dorms, so i figured I could take a nap. I set an alarm for 11:45, and fell asleep immediately.