Stigma | KTH ✔

24 | Exposed

[ Warning: A lil' bit of 1 8 + might occur ( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°) ]

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It's been exactly one week now since my mom discovered Taehyung sleeping in our house. In my room. In my bed. Next to me. Uninvited -- kind of.

Yeah. You can imagine what kind of shit fest that went down after that.

"Honey, I just wanted to announce that dad and I are going to-"

My eyes sprung open in horror when I heard her voice calling out for me after she casually flung the door open, completely oblivious to what she was about to witness.

With my heart pounding in fear, feeling each throb in my throat with every beat it took, I slowly lifted my head and met her eyes with mine. Her facial expression showed nothing but utter shookness, evident that she had no clue as to how she was going to process this situation. While Taehyung was still sleeping like a beheaded rock, completely unaware that he might get slaughtered in the last upcoming minutes of his life, mom and I just kept looking at each other in very painful silence. As her gaze rapidly shifted between me and the complete stranger of a boy in bed with me, I could see the gears starting to turn in her head.

In that moment I knew; we had been exposed.

I saw her draw one large breath, preparing her lungs and vocal cords for a major outburst. A regular teenager like me would've probably been frightened by the sight of their mother about to hydropump insults, swears and questioning what they had raised their child into.

But then again; my mother was not your ordinary strict mother.

"Roberto, honey! You're not going to believe this! Our daughter has a boyfriend!" she yelled at the top of her lungs, in order to attract my dad up the stairs to join this awkward gathering. My dad's head poked into the room approximately two seconds after, not believing what mom had said until he saw it with his own two eyes. Since it was still dark in the room, they flick the lightswitch which naturally lit up the entire room -- and that's when Taehyung finally woke up, totally confused, his hair sticking up in every direction as if he'd been electrocuted. And boy, God knew he wish he were.

"Mother of God, you're right," dad breathed, seeming as if he was legitimately amazed by the view of his daughter in bed with a boy rather than fuming with rage, about to blow Taehyung's head off with a shotgun.

It kind of struck me now how weird my parents actually were.

Taehyung was as mute as a mouse sneaking into a house at midnight, probably wondering if this was a nightmare or actually happening. Sadly enough, it was more real than the chances for Jungkook to pass english class -- seriously, I have no idea how he was capable of only scoring four points out of one hundred on the last test we had.

"There actually is a boy there with her," dad said, a sudden grin crawled up his features as he put his hand out in front of my mom. I watched in confusion as my mom sighed while placing a 10,000 won cash in his waiting hand.