it was intoxicating, intriguing and extravagant the way taehyung's personality already made the closet sized room vibrant with neon color and fruity shades of words and movement.
she was awaiting his arrival in nothing but a ratty old t-shirt over long sleeves and gym shorts. taehyung had climbed in through the window as instructed over the text message, a playful smirk on his face as soon as he saw the other.
she tried her best to make sure that all of the death threats she'd received were hidden from sight either under her bed or on the top shelf behind some old books.
"you're going a party like that, my sweet, intoxicating angel?"
she rolled her eyes, holding up her arms in surrender. "of course. unless you could do better, taehyung?"
with a scoff, he walked over to the closet and pulling out a turtle neck crop top and a black miniskirt that she had secretly stolen from her mother's closet.
she had changed in an instant, mainly hiding herself from him behind polka dot curtains and shy smiles.
"this? alright then. you owe me a smoke by the end of the week if at least ten guys come up to me tonight."
letting out a red velvet laugh, he stared dead into her eyes.
"deal."
and without hesitation, the couple were out the window and into the oblivion of the streets with shadows of a setting sun.
ESTÁS LEYENDO
♤ house of spades ♤
Diversos*tw* depression, anxiety, mentions of self-harm, mentions of anorexia, panic attacks. kth, ksj, pjm, jjk, myg, jhs, knj lowercase intended please don't look over this and read it. part one of the house of cards series. #wattys2016
