[ + ] HURT. XIANA

three

i excitedly knocked on the front door, i couldn't keep myself calm. i'm meeting my best friend again.

”hey“ he greeted and opened the door for me, i smiled beneath the black mask covering my bruised lips.

“hi kookie” i greeted back and threw my arms around him, his muscular arms wrapped around my waist. i smiled, he always was the only one who could make me smile.

”why are you wearing a mask taehyung?“ he asked in a stern voice. i held back the tears.

“did he hurt you again?”

i couldn't answer. i didn't answer.