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Rae's room








I used all my force to push Jimin off the bed, squinting my eyes as his back slammed to the floor. Jimin was hidden behind my bed, while I pulled the covers over my, almost, naked body.

"Hey." My mom walked in, narrowing her eyes. "Did you drop something?"

"Uh—yeah." I looked around my room. "The vase fell onto the floor."

"Oh." She seemed relieved that nothing broke. "I actually came in here, because I'm missing a dress that I need for dinner tonight."

"I don't have any of your clothes." I quickly yelled out as she stepped further into my room.

"I know." She continued to search in my closet. "It's one of my dresses. I mixed it up with your clothes when I was doing laundry."

While she was busy searching through my messy closet, I grabbed a shirt from the floor, quickly pulling it over my head. If she did happen to catch Jimin, it'd be a lot easier to explain if I were wearing clothes.

"Hey mom." I tried to distract her.

"Hm." She responded, throwing my clothes to the side as she looked for her red dress.

"I think I saw the dress in the hallway." I tried to lie.

"What are you so rushy for?" She crossed her arms as she stood up.

"N—nothing, I just don't want you wasting your time searching in here." I shrugged my shoulders.

"Well, just let me finish looking in your room so I can guarantee it's not in here." She remarked, now looking on my side of the bed.

I tilted my body to the opposite side of the bed, peaking down at Jimin. He raised his brows at me, silently laughing when I rolled my eyes.

"Why are you looking at the floor like there's some sort of bug or something?" She asked, not really caring all that much.

"I was just looking to see if the dress was anywhere on that side, but it's not so you're good to go!" I smiled, but she got up anyways.

"Well, let me just check real fast." She looked down at her watch while walking towards the window side of the bed.

My heartbeat quickened as I ran out of ways to stall her. If this was the end of my life, I want to say I love everyone who was ever nice to me. Thank you for making life less shitty.

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