72 Hour Bet

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4:30 pm 47 hours Jimin

"Yea.." I said inspecting the box. "I guess it's alright. But are you sure you want to buy pirates? As in fakes?" I frown holding the pair of earbuds. We're at the stand market, we wanted time to talk but instead she's shopping.

She shrugs and takes them. "Nothing bad with them, I tested and they sound just as good as yours. I'll get one." She handed the box back to the older man. He bags the earbuds and hands the bag over. I hand over 55,000 won. He counts them and waves us off.

Taelee beams with joy as she takes out the custom made earbuds. I take them and inspect the quality on the surface. I'm nervous of the fact that they could explode while in use. You never know with the pirates.

"Since when? I mean I kind of guessed before that you had some feelings." She carefully set the earbuds back in the box.

"I don't really know Tae... this is hard for me you know. It's weird so be easy on me."

"I'm just curious. I never thought I'd be your type."

I blow out in embarrassment.

It's now or never. I casually slip my hand around hers and continue walking, whistling quietly, looking everywhere but her. Her hand is warm under mine. She doesn't move her hand even the slightest, either she's horrified and in shock, or the possibility that she doesn't mind.

I toss an apprehensive glance at her. She was looking around at the stands and at what they sold. Then her fingers began curling into my hand. I smile and turn away, before she could see my meek blush.

Is it cowardly that I regret the bet, and that maybe I should have confessed without the motivation of a bet. Or was the bet itself a cowardly move. I'm betting on her virginity possibly.

The uneasiness is real.

"I wanna go home." She interrupts. I look down at her, with guilt. A flash of confusion showers her feature, but at the speed of light, it disappears.

"Yea sure." I say, trying to smile casually.

She slowly lets go of my hand. I turn away and lower my head.

"You know, after I broke up with Ken.. I regretted my move. But it was for good, as in, it was the best choice. It's fine to regret things. Because you'll get over it, so I did. I'm happy as is. I have a feeling you're regretting the confession, or just something. Don't regret the confession." A coy smile slowly widens on her face.

"Wae? I mean, Why?" I quickly went for further explanation.

"Because the weight is off your shoulders." She turns away wickedly grinning.

"Ahh Jinjja! You're cruel!" I run after her, as she skids around the pedestrians that scattered the dirt path. Her shoes kicked back puffs of dirt into my face. I spat and barely heard her malicious giggle.

The low rumble of bass vibrated from my feet to my legs. I wanted to just stop and steady myself. But her little remark raised my hopes way too high.

8:00pm 43 hours Taelee.

"Well, you may leave now mister." Mom waved off Jimin, almost dragging him outside if she had to. She spun around and pointed her finger at me. "You. Are. In. Big. Trouble. Go study for your test tomorrow, hut hut!" She snapped her fingers and stretched her lips out into a thin line.

"Mom, I don't even have a test. And plus, it's just Jimin. You and dad love him!" I felt the tingling on my lips still there.

"We never spoke that Taelee, we let you have him over frequently, we never loved that idea. Now, go study for a pretend test." She tapped her toe on the wooden floor, still gripping the silver door handle.

I sourly nod my head and turn to go up to my room. Maybe it wasn't right to do what we did, but I'm not a kid anymore, and my parents have even said that drinking is not a bad thing. Unless it gets out of control. They only drink when we have big dinners.

It was our luck that she got home right when we had a brand new case of Hite. When she walked in, I actually choke and spat out a mouthful of beer I had in my mouth already. Jimin had our eye contact, we knew we were in for it.

I closed my door gently and hiss, I should have taken the almost full box. Mom'll probably throw it out. She never drinks just out of nothing. I got into it because of Ken. And well once Jimin saw and he was into it too so we're like whatever right?

It's not like we're getting on cloud 9. Just a few drinks.

Today was a memorable day. I use past tense since I'll just go to sleep right now.

And I've been in a way avoiding being alone. Because now I'm thinking about his petite confession. I mean, nothing drastically has changed, like in those weird, cringe-much movies. Any difference is the way he now looks at me, expecting something.

I'm expecting something from me too. I mean, this is my chance to redeem love. To be happier and have a pair of arms to always be there. Or- a pair of flimsy and clumsy arms.

But he seems off. He seems irregular. I can't forget the guilt-filled look he gave me earlier today. It scared me to my bones. My heart fell, I actually was feeling something- maybe just a minor spark- but something. I turn and see an apologetic look. A major turn off.

My instinctive thought was that he was playing me, a dare, a joke, a prank, or a bet. I couldn't let myself be played that way. So I let go of that minor feeling, I let it go. And here I am. Standing in front of my closed door, in the middle of a dark hallway. I'm so normal. I burp quietly and flush up at the thought that somebody may have heard, I open the door and walk into my room.

I took my shoes off and threw them across the room, letting them land wherever. I'll clean up tomorrow morning. I scratch my head and collapse on my rolling chair, and slide it to my desk. My laptop screen lit up as soon as I moved my mouse. Let's get some binge watching onnnn!

A/N~ helluuu. Taelee seems like a complete new person- well an explanation is that she has two sides, just like everyone, The responsible, and the irresponsible. ADMIT IT PEOPLE...ADMIT IT!im having bad cramps. someone call the doctor OVERDOSE. kay. HAVE YALL HEARD FIRE?!>!!>?!?!! probably lol. okay bye fr this time. SORRY IF IT HAS MISTAKES DX IM USING MY LAPTOP AND IT FEELS WEIRD.