STORM.

☹forty four

jimin bit his lip as his eyes met mine.

his eyes quickly switched straight forward down the hallway as he kept walking to class.

what?

"yo," an arm wrapped around my shoulder.

i jumped at the sudden skinship, but didn't move away from hoseok as he joined me.

"so you know how you've missed two nights already? i get that things come up, but tonight you're hosting."

i nodded taking in what he was saying.

"are you parents home this time?" i shook my head

they always went with jungkook's tonight.

"good because yoongi is insisting on getting drunk since he completely failed his physical education semester finals."

how would you even?

"it wasn't even actual physical work, it was a written test, i almost cried when he told me."

hoseok laughed at his own words, making me smile.

he was always so healing and energizing.

but that smile immediately faded as soon as i finally took in his previous words.

tonight we were drinking.

what if i say something out of my own stupidity?

or jungkook brings up the thing i was dreading most?

shit.