i wasn't going to give him the benefit of the doubt.
it wasn't right.
he intentionally flexed underneath my gaze.
the lip biting habit i had wasn't helping me because my lip started to numb.
he held my white plush towel around his waist.
i had to stop everything in my system that portrayed me as vulnerable or provoked him to do the unthinkable.
"where are my clothes?" he asked, solemnly locking my gaze with his.
i swore silently as i stood up from the bed.
"i forgot to put them in the dryer, hold on."
i made my way to threshold of my door.
"i get to stay longer." he muttered in a tone that i figured he'd be smirking.
i sighed in frustration, making my way back down stairs to collect his clothes.
i made a beeline to the laundry room and started the dryer up, taking stuff out from his pockets.
i put his stuff onto the counter and came across his phone.
i swear to god it took everything in my will to not go through it.
i held it in my hand, staring at it for a bit and placed it back down.
jimin's pov.
i wandered around her bedroom.
she was taking her time.
i was hoping she was going to at least forgive me, temporarily would be refreshing.
i never meant to hurt her feelings, i didn't meant to have sex with jenny.
it was the heat of the moment, i was still hungover.
i moved to her drawer and looked at the pictures that were neatly placed on her dresser.
above the dresser was a cute vintage mirror with a detailed frame.
i played with my wet hair, checking myself through the mirror.
i sighed, my hand trailing down to open the first drawer.
inside was full of shirts and pajamas.
intrigued, i closed the drawer and went onto the next one.
nothing.
i felt frustrated, not content on what i was looking for.
next drawer.
i opened it, witnessing what made my skin crawl.
i picked up the black laced thong that caught my eye.
my groin was in pain now, the rush of sexual thoughts involving savannah ran through my head.
