We decided on bowling, which was convenient for me. On one hand, I could have some distraction and fun, and on the other, I could absolutely crush my friends at my favourite sport.
"Ah, Aecha, there you are!", Johnny waved at me as I entered the bowling alley, everyone else already seemed to be there.
After I had greeted the boys, Yuta offered to restart the game since they had already played a few rounds. Pff, what did I look like, a bloody amateur?
"No warm-up needed, you're getting crushed anyway", I teased.
Luckily, I started off with a strike, anything else would've been embarassing after that brag.
"What, how are you already better than me?", Mark pouted, mustering the display.
Doyoung sympathetically patted his shoulder "Try not throwing into the gutter next time"
It was a fun time, we were engulfed in the match and no one brought up that tasteless account.
Ten interrupted our focus "Guys, we need to take a group picture!"
Everyone agreed and we posed for a few minutes, eventually I helped Ten to set up a silly group photo.
Haechan cringed as Ten showed us his post "Dude, how is anyone gonna take me serious from now on?"
I patted his head "Don't worry, no one ever did". If looks could kill, I would've been six feet under by now.
We continued playing, as I found myself sitting next to Taeyong more often with every round. It was weird, the attraction between us seemed to have intensified even more since the kiss. But unlike before, it felt real, instead of just being flirty talk.
"Hey, Aecha", Taeyong whispered, as if he could read my mind "yesterday was your answer, wasn't it?", he smirked. My stomach was immediately filled with butterflies but I wasn't about to let him retake control.
"Who knows?", I smiled innocently before getting up again to play my turn.
Just as I returned with a victorious smile after yet another strike, Doyoung cursed out loud "Jesus Christ, Aecha why won't your phone stop vibrating? The table is literally shaking"
I quickly went to check what was going on. And my heart dropped. Tons of new messages and missed calls, all asking me what the fuck was going on, how it felt to be this humiliated and attaching links to an Insta post.
"G-guys", I stammered, the others immediately noticing that something wasn't right.
"What is it?", Jaehyun leant over my shoulder to get a better look at my display.
Eleven pairs of eyes scanned the phone, no one daring to break the silence.
Until Yuta pushed Taeyong away "What the FUCK?"
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