liberosis | taehyung

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taehyung

"sike nigga you thought."

zara shoved my head back and got off my lap. disappointment sat clear as day on my face. why hype me up for a kiss and then dub me? my not so little friend was even salty.

"taehyung did you really think i was going to kiss you? we just became acquaintances, no way in hell am i even going that far."

"oh. well i thought-"

"child, i just broke up with my ex-girlfriend that i was with for one year. dick and a relationship is the last thing on my mind."

i just looked at my lap. i mean when she puts it that way i feel kind of bad. probably seems like i was trying to advantage of her.

a light poke in my forehead brought me out of my thoughts. my eyes locked with zara's bright ones.

"let's finish watching 'deadpool' fuckboy. you made me miss him fucking up francis."

she plopped down onto the couch next to me. her side profile was amazing. the way her skin glowed when the sun kissed it made her look ethereal. zara was like this melanin goddess in my eyes.

"stop staring at me and watch ryan reynolds be sexy."

"i rather not, i'm not gay."

"never said you were. you need to work on that fragile masculinity of yours."

"it's not fragile."

"then watching ryan reynolds shouldn't be a problem. it's only gay if you start getting attracted to him."

okay she's a sassy melanin goddess who i really like.