FRAT LINE|Year 2&3-KNJ✔️

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+ MALIA+

I have never felt more awkward in my entire life. How do people commit such filthy, nasty acts and then look each other in the eye after? How do they look other people in the eyes? I feel like every adult in this room knows what we did, what I did.

"Why are you looking like that?" Namjoon nudges my arm as I stand at the table.

I'm supposed to setting it for dinner but all I've gotten down is the plates so far. I have forks and spoons in my hand but I've only put them in three of the of the nine spots.

I look at Namjoon and he looks concerned. He's been completely normal today like he didn't fuck me until I passed out. Sex with him is like signing a contract and not reading the fine print. Symptoms include temporary psychosis, loss of proper functioning in your legs and maybe you need an exorcist because of the lustful demonic possession that clearly overtakes you.

"...I was begging." I whisper to him. He slows his chewing as he looks at me, confused.

"..you've done that before.."

"What?"

"Are you feeling okay?" He puts the back of his hand against my forehead.

"I'm fine." I wave him off and continue setting the table. He helps me with the napkins and cups before telling my mother that we're done.

She starts bringing the bowls of food in and Xavier helps her set them on the table. We all sit down to eat; my family, Joon and his mom, Janae and her family. My dad made lemon butter chicken thighs with oven roasted vegetables. Xavier is practically drooling over his plate.

As we start to eat our food, Janae does what she always does and questions our parents.

"So where y'all went the other night? Tryna be grown. I saw that whole little bar strip was packed."

"The first bar we went to wasn't really as lively as we wanted it to be so we went to a different one." Her father says.

"But the first one is known for their good wings so we ordered some to go and then left." Mrs. Kim says.

"The second place has some good sliders though." Mr. Ward says and they all nod and him in agreement.

"Y'all just ate good, huh?" Namjoon says.

"And didn't even share. That's so rude." I add as I bite into a piece of chicken.

All of our parents smack their teeth.

"Y'all don't ever bring us nothing back. This a two way street." Mrs. Ward says.

"Uht . Don't lie." Malia says. "I brought you dessert during the Thanksgiving break when me and Joon went out to eat."

"No you didn't."

"I did. I told daddy and put it in the fridge."

Mr. Ward side eyes his wife and she looks at him.

"You ate my dessert she brought me?"

"It was good, too." He laughs and Namjoon snorts. Xavier start laughing too. Them making eye contact just makes it worse as they start cracking up.

Their laughter is contagious as it always is and soon, the whole table is laughing.

"Man, you wrong for that." Janae's father tells him.

"Shiieett. I was gonna buy her another one. I forgot, though. That little diner got some good strawberry cheesecake."

My mom gasps and looks betrayed. That's her favorite dessert and he ate it like it was nothing.