❝I can do whatever I want to do with you, after all, I pay you for this.❞ It was the proximity and his sudden desire to press his body in mine that caused malfunctioning in my brain.
I lifted my knee high above the floor to the place between his le...
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Dancing With Your Ghost | Sasha Sloan I stay up all night, tell myself I'm alright. Baby, you're just hard to see than most.
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"We going ko ko bop~" He continued to become a human instrument by copying the sounds of various instruments that play after the beat drops. "Minhee-ah, why did you turn it off? I wanna shimmie up! Got the reference? You better do or else I'll divorce you!" He laughed at his own joke while I squatted down next to him wondering if he drank alcohol or brain-cell killer.
"I got the reference but you lost your brain, didn't you?" His extra loud response to my stupid joke resonated through the room. The male sprawled to the floor, laughing hysterically, instead of helping himself off the floor. "Taehyung? I'm Y/N." My hand wrapped around his back to support him whenever he was ready to stand up.
The obvious fact elicited a frown and he paused to confirm it. "Y/N? Ah, Y/N, right, now I remember! The one who looks like Minhee, yeah?" He was having a mid life crisis when he sat there, completely frozen. "Minhee died, didn't she?" His deep brows furrowed in an unreasonable confusion and I stilled, not really knowing how to reply to that.
"This conversation can wait. Get up." I took his hand and wrapped it around my neck. He followed my lead without any questions because he was too occupied staring at my side profile. He was finally standing but what next?
"This conversation can wait, but I cannot." My head shot up at the cue and heart beat a few extra beats at his words. He instantly looked away when his eyes glossed up. "That's what she said before completely changing my life. Guess I did deserve it..."
"Taehyung... you need to change your clothes and I'll make the pillow wall." I said in clear attempts of avoiding the topic I had no knowledge about and turned to drop him by his closet while I had the task of collecting pillows.
Yeah, to solve the issue, Taehyung came up with idea of creating a wall of pillows and share the same bed while staying in the confined area. Non-drunk Taehyung was a lot smarter...
"It's just one of those days when I don't want to do anything. Maybe just cry till I have no tears left." I could hear him talking in the distance while I created a steady structure to bisect the mattress in equal halves. Satisfied with my work, I waited for him to return. I missed the record of his words because he spoke inaudible but once he appeared in changed outfit, I could again hear him. "...but how'll you know about all this? You might have never been through as much pain as I have."
What do you even know about me, Taehyung?
I was suddenly so void of any emotions when he commented on my life without knowing even a bit of it. I wanted to correct him harshly but I rather calmed the brewing storm inside me by telling myself "You're still better than Taehyung."
