Online dating is not Byulie's cup of tea.
But she tries it anyway.
She was aiming for gold, but got a whole ass diamond.
She got a new...friend.
Out of the blue, he just appears in front of her door.
With her newly found friend, and an old friend...
[A/N]: Bonjour, oui oui. Pls tell me the pace I'm updating is acceptable, oui? You know what? It's fine. Also, a bit of the story is gonna be in Jin's pov. It's hard to write in a man's perspective, so I'm trying. Tell me if this story keeps changing moods+feels, I keep changing my playlist to get into the mood, so I will put recommended songs on each part.
('Same old love' is so underrated. Pls press the big ol' play button and vibe+read.)
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(from last night)
🎧: same old love—selena gomez. (Jin's pov):
I tugged my luggage, hearing its wheels bump the concrete road constantly.
It's understandable, though. How would you feel, if somebody you love and trust feels...contrary?
I must've walked a mile. Or just a kilometre. My teensy weensy legs were too numb to feel anything, anything at all.
Too bad it wasn't the same with my heart. 💔💔
My feet shuffled to a stop in front of a shady hotel. It was the nearest, and the cheapest, as it seems.
I stood still, watching the flickering pink neon lights that said: '섹스 호텔'.
Blurry vision. That's what it was. That's what led me to walk through the door, take out just the right amount of money, just enough for one night. I was not in control.
"Pick one." The manager said.
Pick one? How could I? But...it's doesn't hurt to feel good, right? Just for one night, like Wheein said.
"That one."
I didn't know what I just did.
My mind was controlling itself.
The lock clicked.
Bed started creaking.
Pieces of clothing on the floor. My clothes on the floor.
