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Seokjin ~

"Seokjin?" I heard Gahyeon call from the other side of my door.

"Go away," I replied quietly.

"I just wanna help clean you up." I opened the door a crack to see what her intentions were. She had something in her hand, "I have a hot plate in my room, warmed up some tea. Want it?" Reluctantly, I nodded, opening the door and allowing her to walk in. She closed the door behind her.

She passed me the cup and I silently let her do what she promised. I had already changed, so I just let her wipe the foam out of my hair, and off of my body. She used a towel she found in the bathroom. It'd be hell to clean it, but that was a problem for future me.

When I was rid of as much foam as possible, I was hugged by her. I couldn't help but hug her back. She was so radiant with warmth and sympathy, I couldn't help but fall back onto her. "I'm sorry, he's such a dick sometimes, you know?" I nodded.

We pulled apart, "You should go to bed, it's late."

She shrugged at me, "I wasn't sleeping, anyways."

"What were you doing?"

"Netflix." I hummed in response. "Wanna watch something with me?"

"I don't know," I replied, "Getting sprayed with foam really tuckers you out."

"Then can I at least sleep here?" She tried to bargain, "I know you'll be okay eventually, but I don't wanna leave you here by yourself."

I gave her a small smile, she was so sweet, "Of course."

Gahyeon climbed into bed with me, pulling the covers up almost over her head. We hugged each other, holding each other comfortably close. I know she doesn't like people breathing on her, so I avoided her head. "It's sad that you're my only friend here."

"When do you start school?"

"I already started."

"Oh my gosh!" I almost sat up, but I was too tired and decided against it. "I didn't know! If I had known then I would've walked you to school or something."

"It's okay, it's only been four days. It's fine. Besides, I don't think walking me to school would make more friends for me."

"Hey, at least I'm here." I chuckled, "I don't think that helped much."

"That's okay," she laughed quietly, "You're cool, too."

"Goodnight, Gahyeon."

"Night, Jin."

I woke up the next day and looked at my phone for the time. Gahyeon wasn't in bed anymore, so I assumed she'd already left for school. Eight am, earlier than I'd planned to wake up, but not bad.

I took a shower, sighing in relief when the last of the foam slid down the drain. I felt a little better, maybe it was because of Gahyeon. She was the closest thing I've had to family in years. It was nice to finally feel cared about again.

I wanted to do something, mostly someone. It would not be Namjoon, never again. This time, I'd pick someone who I'd never have to see again if I didn't want to. I was gonna hit clubs around town and find whoever was decent looking in my drunken eyes. Which could honestly be anyone once I get to that point. That just made things easier for me.

I spent hours getting ready. And I mean hours. I spent time researching mind tricks and tips on how to get what you want. I wore all the right jewellery, hair,clothes, I even researched what color made people horny. Spoiler alert ; it's red. Which is really effective on my end because I look damn good in red. I wore a red and black striped longsleeve tucked into a pair of black skinny jeans. Red Doc Martins to tie it together, and a sheer yet somehow pigmented red lipgloss. Before I knew it, it was already eight pm. I grabbed everything I needed and threw it into my pockets.

I made my way downstairs as my uber texted me to let me know he was outside. I reached for the door when I heard someone speak.

"Where ya off to?" Namjoon asked from the couch.

"None of your business."

"Geez, I was just asking." He sighed and then chuckled, "May I please ask where you are headed?"

I turned to face him, offering him a blank stare complete with half shut eyelids and no lip position. "Out." I pushed out a small smile once it dawned on me what I'd just said, "I'm going out." I walked out the door, and into my uber.

I told my driver the address and he punched it into his phone GPS. "How's your day going, ma'am?" He asked. Oh. This was gonna be good.

"Lovely," I answered in my best feminine voice, "Nothing too fun, but that's what I'm after right now."

We were stopped at a red light, "Oh, you're off clubbing, right?" He turned around. He looked to be in his mid twenties, not bad looking either. I nodded in response. "What's a girl like you going to a club alone for?"

"Oh, I'm meeting up with friends there." I lied, what this stranger didn't know wouldn't hurt him. I'd never see him again.

We made chit chat for a couple minutes before he pulled into the parking lot I'd told him to pull into. He gave me a raised eyebrow in my direction. "Isn't the entrance in the front?" I nodded, a smirk playing on my lips, "So why'd you make me park back here?"

"Well, you see," I crawled into the front passenger seat, "I don't have any money on me to pay you with, and I left my card at home." I pulled my hand up and walked them up his chest. "Think we can find another way to turn this situation around?"

My driver chuckled, "Of course, sweetheart." He reached across me and pulled a condom from the glovebox. I snatched it out of his hands and threw it into his backseat. This guy thought I was a girl, I couldn't let him figure that out. "What? Why?"

"That's not what I meant." I spoke before I crawled onto his lap, and then down into the foot area. I was careful not so sit on his pedals. He got my message and scoot his seat back, allowing more room for me. I pulled his pants down, and worked my magic.

Ten, maybe fifteen minutes later, I was walking into the club. I PayPal-ed him the money for the ride, after all, he was a good driver.

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Sometimes i read other people's really bad fanfiction and feel better about my writing bc theres some masterpieces and then theres some total shit shows and it gives me a lil more confidence bc im not great but i also like to think my books arent total ass.

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