You stare at the screen, debating on whether you should text the boy on your screen back. You look at your friend sitting on your chair, "Should I talk to him? Or leave him alone? He seems innocent."
"Girl I don't know... I'd mess with him, he fine as hell." She licked her lips and looked at your screen, clearly having a thing for the boy.
"I've seen him, he has friends I talked to and dated . That's my problem, they gonna tell him what I do."
"That's his problem if he believes them. He gon' miss out." She shrugged and went back to scrolling on her phone.
You are a hoe. No disrespect but...you are. It's your thing, and you don't mind the title. You liked the feeling of being with someone without the attachment. You hated a relationship that last more than a week. You just couldn't deal with the emotional stress. That's why you were always down for a quick fuck and suck.
You opened the message, a simple 'Yoo' was sent from the guy. You click on his profile looking through his pics. You've seen him around with your ex's and didn't know much, he was always quiet.
"Sis he got the bag!" You laugh, showing her a picture of Taehyung on a yacht, adorned in everything Gucci.
"His fit don't make sense, though. He rich but can't even dress himself..." Y/bf/n shook her head, disgusted at his sense of fashion in the picture. You chuckled before scrolling down.
"He can dress, he was just having a bad day. You've probably never seen him around school, or outside of school. He be looking so good-know what...imma text him. You click the back button and type 'Hey🤙'
He replied quick, 'Imma be straightforward with you, I wanna take you on a date, get to know you and all of that.' You read the message out loud. Your best friend laughed, "Say yes!"
You smile at her and start typing, 'Upfront? I like that. I'm down😂💜'
He asks for your address and tells you to get ready.
"This boy said get ready...I'm done. " You and your best friend laugh before you start getting ready.
"You're actually getting ready?"
"Hell yeah, I got time to kill and money of his to spend." You were gonna have Kim Taehyung wrapped around your finger by the end of the night. That's if you play your cards right.
A few hours later the doorbell rang. You assumed it was Taehyung, and ran to open it.
To your surprise it was your ex Christian, y'all broke up a few days ago. He wanted to make things serious and you weren't having it, you cut him off as soon as you could.
"I thought I told you no?" You crossed your arms and leaned against the doorway. Christian laughed and stepped closer.
"I don't want to get back together with you, I'm sorry to be blunt but, I need a quick fuck...please?" You look him up and down and- damn- was he looking GOOD. You should've agreed to be serious with him, he was a complete package.
You bite your lip and look at the time, it was 6:50 pm. Taehyung probably wouldn't come anytime soon, since where you lived was pretty far from his area.
You nod your head and he immediately presses his lips against yours. You stay there for a while, you missed his touch so much.
Little did you know Taehyung was across the street in a black car with tinted windows watching you and Christian.
Boy was he pissed.
"Take me home, Reginald." He ran a hand through his hair, letting out a deep breath.
He was having second thoughts about you, even after all his friends told him not to, he chose to like you. But, you can't even keep your legs closed for one day.
"Guess she's not worth it."
