ᴡʀᴏɴɢ ɴᴜᴍʙᴇʀ, sᴏʀʀʏ ♡ ᴾʲᵐ [𝔻𝕀𝕊ℂ𝕆ℕ𝕋𝕀ℕ𝕌𝔼𝔻]

27

You were confused as to why Jimin had to leave. Yet, you didn't think much of it anyway.
You opened the room door, wanting to head downstairs and see what the others are up to. Until you heard two voices whispering,

they sounded familiar. you thought

You slowly opened the door, careful not to make any noise. And walked down the hallway and headed towards the source of the sound.
You arrived at the end of the hallway and bent down to hide behind the fence next to the staircase, looking down at the front door.
You saw the back of a silver haired boy.

that isn't jimin, is it ? you thought, in denial

But what was off, was that the silver haired boy was outside of the house, with his hand on the handle and the door almost completely closed.
Something didn't feel right.

You couldn't quite get your eyes on the man the silver haired boy was talking to.
You were trying to get a glimpse of his face but the silver haired boy had a tall stature and wide-ish shoulders.
You didn't notice they had stopped talking.

Until Jimin walked towards the door with a box in his hands.

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I originally had another plan to this story but let's just make a plot twist, shall we ? (;
But on a more important matter, I am really sorry for not updating. I am barely on wattpad now.
Please don't be a silent reader, and comment whenever you want an update.

Thank you for reading! 💜