The Hoe Next-Door [Kth]

Prologue

His soft plump lips grazed gently over my forehead, caressing my slightly damp skin lovingly and making my head dizzy. I was giddy and high, lost in his touch, his scent, his voice, his everything.
The world around me was flooded in color;
yellows, purples, and gentle pinks swirling around me and encasing me in warmth.

My smaller hands found his equally miniature ones, and I laced my fingers with his, relishing the warmth of our bodies hovering closer and closer with every growing minute.
I was putty in the boy's hands as his rich chocolaty eyes gazed into mine, opening up his heart's deepest secrets. I was hopelessly in love at this point.

Park Jimin. My childhood crush.

Pure and utter perfection with undeniable big dick energy. (Oops)

The light of the moon and stars above us shined upon his blonde hair, giving him a golden halo that emphasized his ethereal features and smile. 

"You look beautiful tonight, Chae." He whispered, his voice smooth as dripping honey.  I blushed and covered my face with my hands, feeling the tips of my ears go flaming red.

"You look great too..." I mumbled awkwardly, burying my face further into the soft material of my sweater. His laugh lit up the night and his eyes smiled in affectionate amusement.

Beep

He tugged at his bottom lip with his teeth embarrassedly, and moved his hand to stroke the side of my cold cheek, causing a shiver to go down my spine. Pathetic as it is, this was all I had ever waited for from the very first time I saw Jimin, ten years ago.

Beep

Jimin, with long fluttering eyelashes, leaned in towards me until our noses were just barely touching. I anticipated his lips finally on mine, and couldn't help but smile foolishly. I had never felt so light and happy, it was as if I could fly, with him by my side. If this was a dream, I never wanted to wake up.

Beep
Beep

I felt confusion and panic flare up in my chest as dream Jimin evaporated before my eyes, and the ringing of the doorbell became more insistent.

BEEP!

Surprise bitch! My alarm clock began blasting Cypher 3, and I fell out of bed with a screech.

With a jolt of electricity shooting through my body, I sat up from my sea of plush cushions and blankets on the floor with a groan. I clenched my teeth in anger and scrunched up my face. 

You've
Got
To
Be
Kidding
Me.

No, it wasn't the fact that everything I just dreamt was false- Park Jimin would never step near me in a romantic setting.

No. It was the fact that I was woken up by an inconsiderate imbecile at 8 o'clock in the morning RIGHT before Dream-Jimin was about to kiss me. Whoever decided to keep ringing the doorbell like a complete and utter fool was going to pay.

As I rubbed my eyes, I thought of a particular boy two years older than me with mint green hair that very much enjoyed ruining my day. It must've been him.

Min Yoongi, I'm going to cut off your kneecaps!

With a snarl I leapt from the bed, marched down the stairs, and stormed through the hallway, all while seeing nothing but red. I approached the door, and almost kicked the petrified cat as I tripped over a dip in the rug. Which only worsened my mood.

Not once did I consider my appearance, which was particularly terrifying- Dressed in cupcake shorts and a night shirt, my hair was a bee's nest and my face resembled an oil slick. Nor did I remember my mother telling me the night before how a new family was moving into the house next to ours in the morning.

With a great heave I flung the door open and growled, "WHAT."

The person froze.

It was a dirty- blonde haired boy I had never seen before, stylishly dressed in a rumpled white button-up and dark denim jeans ripped at the knee, which hugged his muscular thighs and showed off the leanness of his legs. And he was wearing... a Gucci belt? Why flex so hard?

Oh, that's right... Yoongi already moved out a few days ago, didn't he? This is where the dread and panic started to settle in.

The bored expression on his handsome face changed to one of pure astonishment as he saw me, standing, raging, in all of my pajama-clad glory. Suddenly the realization hit me like a brick to the face, and I glanced down in horror, looking at my skimpy wrinkled night shirt.

Well shit.

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Okay lovelies! Here is the official prologue. I'm pretty excited and I will soon announce my update schedule! Stay healthy <3
EDIT it's me from the future and this is currently under construction! Chae is supposed to be cliche, so pls don't expect too much from her,
This fic is kind of a mock of y/n stories if you know what I mean hehe.

-Expensivegurrrl