Her Bully | BBANGSAZ

S E V E N

M I N J I
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My eyes go wide as I stumble on my feet and grab my keys from the hole, forgetting to duck back up, making me hit my head—again, but at least it's the back part of my head but yeah, ouch.

Hissing, I pull myself away from my car which is suddenly being mean to me and close the door, I beep it lock and wipe my sweaty palms on the top part of my jeans before taking a deep breath and following Hanni inside her house.

She left the door open for me too.

Walking into her household, I didn't realize how great it feels to be surrounded by her scent.

It just smells like Hanni Pham, and it's amazing.

"Are you going to stand in my doorway like a creeper the whole night or get in and close the door?" she asks me as she comes out of a door with her hands to her hips, giving me an arched eyebrow as I turn around and close her front door.

I'm standing awkwardly on the middle of the living room as I watch Hanni sit on the couch nearest to the TV while pulling her phone out of her bra.

She's typing something on her phone when I just wring my fingers together and stay there—standing.

It feels like hours of standing awkwardly in the middle of Hanni's living room with me just staring at her or her baby pictures on top of the TV when she finally says something.

"Do you want me to offer you to sit down because I'm not really in the mood to be the host." She grumbles, eyeing me through the top part of her phone.

I lick my lips and slowly squat down until I'm met with her couch. I fall down on the soft cushion and lean back.

I continue to look at my fingers and play some sort of thumb wrestling battle when Hanni throws a remote on my lap.

I pull my head up and give her a confused expression.

She points at her TV. "Go watch, isn't that what you nerds do every day? Watch animated shit?"

Then she stops there and goes back to being busy with her phone.

I sigh and stare at the remote control in my hands, considering to just quietly leave her house and go back home to my lonely and empty one.

Yup, I'll just get up, go to her front door, turn to her and say, "Nice hanging with you Hanni." Then leave before I humiliate myself even more.

Perfect, flawless plan indeed Minji.

So, on the count of three, I'm going to stand an—

"Ugh. Fine." Hanni growls to herself, causing me to stop my thoughts and eye her with confusion as she pushes herself off the couch and walks to me sexily—images of our night coming back to my head as I take a big gulp and scramble to my feet.

I cannot let myself feel hurt again with her taking control of me by using sex.

The first time was already bad enough.

"Hanni—no. I don't want—" I struggled to say, hands going up to make her stop walking to me as she stops an inch away and crosses her arms together, smirking at me.

"I—No. C-Can we just talk?" I try, whimpering as she unties her pony tail.

What is she? Some kind of sex lioness?

"Well, I don't want to talk." She husks, kicking her shoes off her feet as she bends down to remove her cheerleading socks.

"Far from what I want actually." She adds in a sultry voice, throwing her socks away and I'm pretty sure it landed on the couch she was sitting on.