A Tale Of Two Cheaters✔️

09

Sitting on the balcony of my room, my mind wandered back to my dreams and the blonde guy I came across today. His epiphanic eyes, sultry light-hearted giggle, everything about him was eye-catching to my lonely soul.

For a moment I felt I knew who he really was but not exactly what he was. Who are you, Kim Seokjin? Why do you seem so familiar to my vision yet so far away to my soul? A little glimpse of your sight was more than enough to please my soul and my wrecked heart.

Though I haven’t lost anything yet in my life, you remind me of those strained lone orchards which are left deserted for centuries. But your sudden arrival fills up the hearts of those long-lost dry oak trees. Just like a lonely apple tree in far dismay you came as a ripening, a much-needed start to my lost livelihood.

"Kim Seokjin!" My loud yells of frustration and pleas for him to show up echoed in the empty room. "Aish, cut it out already this isn’t going to lead him to show up here as a prince yearning for his long-lost princess." "How could you say this bestie?" I fake cried, she rolled her eyes sitting in the chair opposite me.

"Quit that fake sad face, I’m here with some good news for your lonely ass. My boyfriend Yoongi has invited us both for a party his friend is hosting. And, guess who is his friend? Of course, your Papi aka long-lost lover Kim Seokjin. Get rid of that sadistic face and start grooming yourself up now."

As if my immunity had risen to an abnormal level, I stood up and ran towards my bedroom. "Help me choose an outfit bestie." Holding her hand, I looked pleadingly at her. She shook her head laughing rummaging through my messy wardrobe. It wasn’t like her wardrobe was any better either.

But I could always trust her fashion skills and choices. After a good 5 minutes she pulled out a black knee-length bodycon dress paired with a leather jacket. Since the dress was sleeveless, she wanted me to be normal and comfortable.

"Put on black wedges with this you’ll be ready to go.” A huge smile plastered on my face hugging her. "What the fuck? Leave me!" She groaned but managed to pat my back as usual. "You and Yoongi suit perfectly together y’all never let anyone hug you." Pulling away from the hug I pushed her lightly.

"Fuck you!" She smiled sarcastically turning around to walk away. "Fuck you too" I shouted she turned around smirking evilly. "Too bad you can’t bestie. I have Yoongi already to do that. Ask your Papi Jin for it." Red coated my cheeks hiding my face in the black dress handed to me by her.

"Don’t sniff on that bitch, you need that dress." Laughing at me she walked away.

"Way to go, now she’ll never stop teasing me again AHHHHHHH!! Stupid Kim Y/N what did you do?"

"You dreamt about your Papi, of course Duh!" she shouted from the other room.

"Fuck off" I groaned ignoring her weird noises she made to tease me. Though it was way too loud for my ears not to unhear it. "Take deep breaths Y/N you’re just attending his party; you’re not going there to get yourself railed."

-8:30 P.M.- [JIN’S HOUSE]

"Ok, I changed my mind, I’m here to get railed by Papi Jin." My mouth was left agape looking at his figure standing a few feet away from me. Dark black leather pants accentuating his thighs, that loose white shirt exposing his collarbone made my knees weak.

"Rail, me master." My mouth automatically blurted those words out. Loud laughs could be heard beside me. "Why so desperate today Y/N?" I looked at the voice, getting shy. "It’s not like what you think it is, bro I was practicing my vocabulary." I managed to come up with a lie instantly regretting it.

"Yeah, she was indeed practicing Yoongs on how to rail her Papi." My best friend mocked adding fuel to the fire. "Fuck You bestie, I won’t leave you after the party." My mind mentally planned out a death plot for her while she maintained that evil smirk prominent on her face.

"If you're done plotting my death, look ahead, he's standing in front of us." My palms started sweating profusely heart beat uprising. Why am I so nervous about his presence though we’ve met only once? Or is it really once?

"Hey Y/N," he turned around looking at me obviously shocked by my presence. "I’m here with my best friend and her boyfriend." Not wanting to seem like an uninvited guest I quickly spoke. Though, I wasn’t really invited in the first place.

"Chill, I knew you’d come. Yoongi is like a brother to me. I asked him specially to get you both on board." His smile was much brighter than Aesophedus from the Greek Mythology, though I don’t actually know who he is? To be honest. But a Greek reference to this worldwide handsome guy standing in front of me, wouldn't do me any harm would it?

"Y/N you look really beautiful" his compliment broke me out of my self-Greek conflict. "Thank you." Glancing up, my eyes met his, the shine in them could beat any star among the constellation spread across the sky.

But the thing that made my heart skip beats was his ears turning red as he checked me out. Why don’t I see him as a creep? Though, he’s checking me out? Why am I enjoying his attention?

"Please enjoy the party" he noticed me realizing his sneaky acts. Quickly running away from the scene, leaving my heart feeling empty and void again.

"Y/N" a male called me out. I turned around to look at him. Jin’s brother Jungkook standing in front of me with his toothy grin. "Hello Jungkook."