"Let's talk sex."
He was a spark, a wildfire of flames that intended to set her heart ablaze, and she was merely another doll-faced student who was too easy to mess with.
EXAGUSTD, 2021
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PART II — “EGO”
Mirae im going to think that you're stalking me but im also very grateful for the flowers and the mascara 😊
Unknown instances fill me as I wait outside the dorm room whose lintel board reads 219 in intricate characters and the wooden surface of the door seems more daunting than it ever was. I have walked into this room about three times now and it feels like a nightmare to think of the last time I was in there. The temperature outside is a transitioning of pleasant warmth into the sweltering heat and I doubt it's from the stares I have been attracting by pacing around the doormat of my friend's room. I bring my knuckles to the wood and the gentle sound of my movements is inconceivable underneath the loud voices and laughter from the ends of the long hallway. While waiting, I surf through my inbox again.
V you're avoiding me.
I am apprehensively turning red when these memories of his low, guttural voice moaning my name fill my mind.
My eyes bulge and I shake my head to rid myself of my dirty thinking. Breathing a sigh, I force my attention back to my phone.
Mirae no, i wasn't!! i don't avoid people, i just needed a detox 😤
V no you don't the flowers gave you a creep
Mirae the flowers were perfectly fine! i was startled by how you know where i live tho should i keep 911 on speed dial? just in case you decide to rob me one fine day 👉🏻👈🏻
V look in your closet
Mirae you can't be in my closet silly 🤭
V do I sound greedy for asking to hear your voice now?? also, fyi, that wasn't a mascara.
I am peering at the towering door with my fingers around the device, my brows creased in worry as I wait for it to pivot ajar. After a few stressful moments, the side cracks open just a little and I am met with a pair of frowning doe eyes.
Mirae ackk im sorry i gotta goooo tysm for the flowers mwah 🥺
"Uh ..." I awkwardly speak, stowing my buzzing phone into my bag. My feet shuffle around in sheer awkwardness. I have nothing on my mind as Jungkook squints at me, my lips are sealed as if I have no words to speak. "H-Hola?" I force out uneasily.
"What the fuck." my friend blinks at me, grogginess dripping from his lazy drawl, "it's the ass crack of dawn, Chica."
Time is indeed crawling towards 10:30 AM on my wristwatch and I show him a sheepish grin. I gather from his disgruntled statement that he isn't much of a morning person and judging by the greyish tinge around his narrowed eyes, I contemplate if he has slept at all. But that's okay because I spent my entire night at the pantry baking butter and hazelnut cookies to atone for my rudeness the last time we hung out - in a way, it's almost like we stayed awake because of the guilt we felt for each other and that's what friends do.
