misunderstood || bts x red velvet

➣ Forty Two

The warm water trickled down her spine deliciously and she sighed, closing her eyes, letting the water run through her dark hair. 

"Seulgi?" Her eyes popped open at the voice. Groaning, she slid the shower door open slightly and listened for footsteps nearing her bathroom door.

"What could be so important that you need to disturb me now?" She snarled. She just wanted a peaceful shower. Is that so hard to ask?

"Sorry." He sounded genuine and she sighed. 

"What did you need?" 

"It's 6pm. Just wanted to tell you."

"I know Jimin. I've timed everything so that we're not late." She couldn't help but let a small laugh escape her lips.

"Okay." The footsteps started again and she only slid the shower door close after hearing her room door close with a click.

Jimin flipped onto his bed and picked up his phone. 18:13. He really wanted to go to that party. He needed to.

There was something disturbing him. Like an itch that you couldn't really reach. He figured he could find out what it was if he went to the party. Everyone was going to be there.

The running water stopped in his room mate's room and he took that as his cue to jump into his own shower. 

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Jimin ran a hand through his still slightly damp blond hair, satisfied with his slightly disheveled look. He buttoned up the second to last button closest to his neck, leaving the top one open. Stepping out of his room, he heard Seulgi's pop music blaring and soft singing. He looked up to the simple clock above the fridge.

19:24.

The Hyung Apartment was only a 10 minute walk away and the party started at 8. Since the two were part of the inner circle, they were expected to arrive promptly. 

The blond sat himself on the sofa with a glass of orange juice in hand as he waited for Seulgi. The sun was already mid-set, and the light refracting from the window was beautifully splayed out on their wooden tiles. After awhile, her door opened. Before standing, he clicked on his lock button. 19:36. They had time.

"Okay, let's g-" He choked on his orange juice and almost spilt the entire glass when he saw what she was wearing. He spent a good two minutes coughing what was left of the liquid in his throat while she only laughed.

"Sorry I took so long. I was curling my hair." As if to prove it, she tossed her silky waves over her shoulders. "Do I look okay?"

Jimin placed his glass down on the kitchen counter and let his eyes roam her body freely. 

He swallowed before proceeding with taking sneaky steps towards her, "You look... okay."

She took a step back and he froze. "I was kidding geez, chill. You look absolutely stunning." He laughed as she crossed her arms and raised her brows. "I'm serious this time! I swear."

"I know." She chuckled and sidestepped around him towards the door. 

"Hey!" He turned to see her grabbing her tattered sneakers off the shelf. He dramatically sighed and put a hand to his chest. "I'm hurt."

"Why? 'Cause I didn't let you kiss me?" She bent down to tie her laces, allowing the already tight, navy dress to stretch further around her dancers curves.

"Yeah." He sauntered towards the door and pulled his dress shoes out. 

"I don't get why you're wearing those. We take our shoes off anyways."