𝐅𝐈𝐋𝐓𝐇𝐘 || 𝐊.𝐓𝐇

𝟏𝟎 𖥸 𝐒𝐄𝐃𝐔𝐂𝐓𝐈𝐎𝐍

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I'm unsure how long it took to haul my belongings. The time-consuming process of moving to the second floor was draining. I don't know how Jin got most of it without being caught.

I sigh exhaustedly when I step through the door to my bedroom. After the busy day I've had, the thought of pure sleep couldn't sound more inviting.

After rolling the suitcases and carrying the bags inside, I leave behind the belongings in the corner to unpack them later.

I shut the door and pull off my shoes. Sores are beginning to form on the back of my heels, and I suck in a breath from the burning sensation when the raw, pink skin presses against the mattress of the bed. It's so painfully tender.

Ignoring the slight pain, I fall backward onto the bed and the soft cushions swallow me in a soft embrace.

It's so peaceful. I never was able to relax like this around Namjoon because we were always on the go. Day and night of every free moment was always busy. It was beyond tiring. If it wasn't attending some party or a gambling match with him, then it was my
missions.

Namjoon never knew about them, and I meant to hide that part of my life from him. He would've believed I was after his life and killed me on the spot.

I stare up while letting my body softly recharge. The darkened ceiling and the white and black blinds that cast shadows throughout the room soothe me. It's like I'm hidden far away from the world and the walls in the room are protecting me from the outside threats.

My eyes glance down my body. I'm wearing a black tank top and jeans. It's the fastest and most comfortable clothes I had time to change into back at the motel.

Slowly, I sit up while starting to attempt to strip, but I stop my actions when a banging noise hits my door. I slide off the bed and reach for the gun in my bag but soon a loud voice echoes down the hall.

"You've got to be fucking kidding me," I mumble irritatedly under my breath while standing. I come to the bedroom door and slightly crack it open. I glance down the dark hallway.

Right there, only a few feet away from my door, are the two of them.

Taehyung's making out with the girl from earlier. He's pinning her against the wall, pressing his lips to hers hungrily, and his hands are resting on her hips.

She's too distracted to notice me, but Taehyung catches my eyes almost instantly.

He smirks behind the kiss instead of telling me to get lost. He keeps eye contact with me but pushes his hips against her. She breaks the kiss to moan with her eyes shut.

I roll my eyes and step back into my room, hoping they'll leave soon enough. I shut the door and lean against it.

I don't know who I'm more annoyed with at this moment. Him for doing all of this on purpose, her for just existing, or myself for hating the way it messes with me. I don't care if he's screwing around, but why do it next to my fucking room?

Yeah, he owns the place, but surely, out of all the multiple rooms in this mansion, he can't go to one more private? Besides, he's in the hallway. This is on purpose, and I know it as much as he does.