tears ran down my face as i remembered. i looked up at the mirror in front of me, ''shit.'' i wiped my tears but more came out.
at this point, i was uncontrollably sobbing. i hate myself. why am i so damn worthless? i'm just a good for nothing. pathetic.
i heard a knock at the door making me jump. "coming!" i yelled as enthusiastically as i possibly could. be happy, taehyung, happy.
i wiped my tears hoping my eyes weren't too puffy. i closed my eyes taking a deep breath, i got this.
i opened the door revealing two of my old friends, yoongi and namjoon. "hyungs, hi!" i smiled brightly yoongi tilted his head slightly while namjoon smiled back.
namjoon smiled, "we have to tell you something."
"anything babe what's up?" yoongi kept silent as they both entered. namjoon sat down, "lemme explain."
i nodded, kind of confused but pretending as if i understood.
"so, what do you think, tae?" yoongi finally spoke. "i'm in for whatever you guys need, baby." yoongi couldn't hide the blush creeping up his cheeks, a smirk spreading across my lips.
"d-do you know anyone...?" namjoon asked awkwardly feeling the tension between me and yoongi.
"i know someone," i said thoughtfully, "jung hoseok." a smile grew across my face as i recalled my childhood friend.
yoongi stood up, "let's go." i whined, "now?" yoongi looked at me and with that stare i gave up. i was never going to beat him.
i stood up, "by the way, hoseok is kind of... he's like-" i tried to find the correct word while the other two gazed at me with curious eyes, "illegal?"
yoongi scoffed, "what the hell is the supposed to mean?"
"you'll see, you'll see."
