• INNUENDO • [ Taekook ]

3. Perplexity

The music was rumbling from a luxurious apartment, which offered an extraordinary view of the high skyscrapers of London.

The apartment was located on the 52nd floor and therefore, I could feel the slight dizziness that came over me every time I dared to look out the window.

In the corner of the huge room, I sat with my drink which I clutched tightly in my hands watching Taehyung talk to the others.

Judging by everything, he was a social butterfly, always ready for new acquaintances, and unlike him, I was so different. I was suffocated by such parties, they didn't suit my soul.

Sometimes I also liked to drink and going out, it's all part of being young. But if I was in a closed room like this with so many people, no matter how big the room was, I'd feel repressed.

The worst of all is that I didn't even know those people. A few girls shone in their glittery patterns, while the boys had long shaggy tufts. They were all in their bubble, chatting with each other and enjoying the rock sounds.

Not only did I see on this occasion that Jimin lives in a world totally different from mine, but his whole appearance affected me. He knew so many people, unknown to me, which wasn't very clear to me, considering that we have known each other all our lives.

Or so I thought.

I had no idea about all of this, and it was so strange to me. I couldn't ignore the fact that the two of us grew up together and our circle of friends was mostly the same, but people change, just like the heart changes. 

I felt a wicked perplexity come over me and I was burning. My body was shaking with a slight temperature, which spread gradually.

The only thing I could do was to look around and try to analyze.

The expensive sofa with the white fur blanket and the Indian carpet are deeply etched in my mind. What a crazy taste.

I didn't know what I was doing here, and I even less knew what Jimin was doing here.

"Jimin... hyung... what are you doing here?", I asked trying to understand why Jimin was staring at my date like that.

"Oh, Kookie, I happened to be passing by there, and I saw you... I couldn't believe it was you... and Taehyung.", saying his name, he looked at my handsome guy with whom I went out tonight, whom I saw first and fell in love with first.

"What the hell...", Jimin cut me off before I could ask him for the thousandth time what he's doing here in London anyway.

"Let's go to the party... I just headed there... come on... it's in my place.", Jimin wrapped his arms over my right shoulder and Taehyung's left shoulder and settled between us as he turned us in a certain direction.

"Well... I don't know... Tae?", I looked in his direction, hoping that he would somehow interpret my frown as a wish not to go with my friend.

However, all I managed to see was ambition and infatuation."Come on, love, we're going to have a lot of fun.", he said that and I could feel my insides turn for a moment.

My thoughts became confused, and this whole evening was a kind of burden. I didn't protest, but continued walking in Jimin's embrace, ignoring every hateful thought that came to me along the way.

We should have been alone, this was our night. I desperate wanted to build our story without Jimin. But fine, if that's what Tae likes, then it's perfectly fine. Maybe it will be really nice. I consoled myself.

After ten minutes of walking and bumping into people on the streets, we passed the Biba shop. I stopped in front of the window, admiring a red shirt that was displayed on a mannequin. I will definitely buy it tomorrow.