STORM.

☹forty five

"okay, okay, but she was good."

"that's fucking disgusting." jin gave a judgmental look to namjoon.

i stared out my window waiting for something interesting to happen.

"what about you tae?"

i hummed in response since i wasn't paying attention to their conversation.

"i haven't seen you with any girls recently? you good? need connections?"

i rolled my eyes at namjoon's questions.

was it really that interesting to talk about who we've recently fucked?

"oh? is someone little miss virgin mary over here?" hoseok teased hitting my shoulder with his own.

at his words,

jungkook looked up.

as his eyes met mine,

i quickly looked down at the full bottle in my hand.

"i'm not a virgin." i didn't have anything to prove, but it was the truth.

"really?"

your eyes widened as if it was something important.

"was it a girl or a guy?" namjoon laughed taking another drink.

now, another pair of eyes met mine.

why was jimin looking at me like that?

"a girl."

jungkook's mouth dropped a bit.

somehow, he looked conflicted.

"get it." yoongi lazily cheered from my bed.

i could see you from my peripheral vision.

stop looking at me like that.

i don't need to explain myself to you,

yet i couldn't let myself leave that expression on your face.

"it was a mistake, i regret it."

and again your face changed,

yet this time,

somehow you looked relieved.