Bad decision

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Part 8

I was in the garden watering the plants. Unwillingly the incident happened yesterday was roaming all over my mind.
I looked at the chats. The last message of him this morning.

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Today

-5:17am-

Jeon cena:
Let's meet tomorrow at the birthday party . Okay.
After 6pm

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I didn't reply the whole time since the message is here. Should I. But why should I after whatever the whole shit happened yesterday. Should I ignore. I can't decide what to answer him. After all, it was not his fault. Why is he so easy to talk to me after that all. Unlike I am.

I was still staring at the screen when my eyes lifted little more up.
'Online'
And suddenly switched the screen off.
I closed my eyes and sighed with the only decision.
Only for one last time. Then it's over.

Time skips

I was arranging the already pressed clothes __those came from laundry, in his cupboard. In his room. With the displeased singing voice coming from the other side of the room where was bathroom.
Taehyung was singing in the shower his nowadays favorite song which I also heard the first time actually. It sounded good with his melodious voice. Of course it isn't the first time I heard him singing. But also he sings so rarely infront of me.
Soon the singing voice stopped it's way in my ears with the voice of a slamming door. He's out.
I turned to look the other side of the bed where the bathroom door was.
He was shutting the door with his right hand and his eyes surprisingly on me.
Not that only. He was naked. I mean in his towel thankfully.
I quickly turned my eyes away and body facing back his cupboard.

Y/n: I'm so sorry... I'm sorry.
(she said hesitantly)

I know it's not the first time I've watched him like this but you know what I've to act surprised and sorry about it so that he'll not think like 'she's such a shameless fellow' about me. Otherwise who cares to give a damn sorry about it to him.

Tg: Why so surprised? Don't you know my body structure already?

He knows. Anyways
I rolled my eyes and turned back to him only to see his smirking face.

Y/n: Of course. That little stomach.
(she said as she raised her eyebrows with her hands locked at her chest)

Tg: About this.
(he looked down at his stomach)
I really love my belly and with a sexy navel at it.
(he gave a proud smile with that)

Y/n: Is that so? Then you should start a belly dancer carrier.

I burst out laughing at my own legendary funny joke. I can't have a control at it as a 'belly dancer Taehyung' structured in my mind. You don't know how funny he was looking in my dirty mind.
I pursed my lips to control the laugh watching the disgusted Taehyung.
I grabbed his clothes that he put on the bed____before going to bath, and tossed it to the other side of the bed where he was standing gesturing him to wear them now.
He didn't care to respond the exact way I said him to, insead he started walking my direction. With a flirty expression at his face.
What the hell going on in his mind now.

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