"Momma should've warned you about men like me," He said, too close for comfort but there was something about the mint on his breath that kept you at ease.
"And what would that warning be?"
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It had been a couple of days since the party occurred and you had been getting used to the city on your own. The apartment that you and your mother had been destined to move into for the trip had been finished, a nice and unique high rise condo that seemed much too out of something affordable. You asked no questions, especially when the water pressure rained down on you in the morning to start you off. It was immaculate. Your mother had been gone on what she considered "fun business" which consisted of her and your aunt catching up.
That was the reason that you cousin had been over, one leg crossed over the other looking at herself in a small Versace mirror that cost more than the current outfit you had one. It was hot outside, so a sleeveless t-shirt to show off your brown skin, jeans with holes as accessories in them and a pair of slippers had been your attire. Your cousin had dressed the same, high fashion and for this weather? Too hot. "Did you ever see if Hoseok and them wanted to come over?" You asked, serving yourself some lemonade with cutely shaped ice as you peered over to her sitting on the couch.
"He said he would, but he was bringing some friends," The both of you made knowing eye contact at the sound at her claim. Before you could say anything, "Don't worry. It's just him and two other people. I wasn't paying all that much attention on who, though.."
Three people over couldn't be too hard. Your mother never smacked down on the rule of no parties, but you didn't want to disrespect the person who rented out the apartment for your mother by having unnecessary noise. "As long as they're quiet, this isn't the party." You said, taking your glass of lemonade and tray of Korean snacks over to her. She had been on Instagram, tweaking up some things on a selfie which caused you to roll your eyes.
You headed to the balcony, pushing the door to the side with your foot and taking a seat on one of the most comfortable recliners you had sat on in your life. The edge of the roof covered the majority of the Sun, so it was free for you to lean back and snack. A little relaxing on a hot day, nothing could go wrong. You opened your cellphone and scrolled in the books you had downloaded while boarding the flight, eyes bouncing over a book of erotica on purpose.
Romance was more of your forte -- not that you didn't like a little smut here and there but it felt inappropriate to read while company was around. You leaned back and started to read, munching on your snacks and getting lost in a world that didn't belong to yours.
"So, how are you liking Korea?" Jungkook asked, leaning against the tennis table and taking a sip of a drink that smelled too strong for you. He had been eyeing you the entire time he played Beer Pong with the others, Rose heading into the house because her makeup was melting off her face due to the night time heat. You wanted to head inside soon, but..
