TINDER 🔅 YOONMIN

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"So Jimin" he said while hovering over me "are you a virgin?"

My face was suddenly burning. "I-" I tried to say something but I couldn't get a word out.

"Are you, Jimin?" He tried again and caressed my hair behind my ear with his left hand. His right hand massaged my hip and pushed my shirt a bit upwards.

"I-im-" the door suddenly flew open and I pushed Yoongi next to me and jumped up.

"Oh shit, sorry hyung, didn't want to interrupt your, uh, I mean, uh" it was fucking Jungkook.

"Jungkook what's up"

Yoongi got up from the bed and fixed his hair and shirt. I on the other was completely frozen, cheeks still burning up. Time to look for my shoes, I thought.

"There's been some commotion in your club hyung" I heard jungkook say. "They say a fight has occurred when -"

I didn't listen anymore to what he had to say. I don't fucking care what happens to his club.

I tried to understand what just happened. Did he really-? Why am I so flustered? I needed to get the hell out of here.

I found my shoes a bit further at the place where my drenched clothes were. I picked them up, tied my shoes and went via the balcony back to the living room.

The only thought I had was finding fucking Kim Taehyung.

When I got to the living room, there were twice as much people as before. It made it really hard to move or see anyone. I grabbed my phone and started calling tae. He, of course, didn't pick up. Makes sense if you stand in a crowded room with loud music booming through your ears. I kept looking around like a fool to find tae and get the hell out of here but there was no trace of where Taehyung was.

"Fuck" I muttered. What should I do now. I'm literally a half hour drive away from home, I can't fucking walk. If I do, I won't be home untill tomorrow morning.

Wait. Didn't Namjoon say he was going to leave early to pick Jin hyung up? Right, now  where is he? I feel like I'm back in kindergarten playing fucking hide and seek and sucking at it.

I continued looking for Namjoon or Taehyung like a crazy person.

After what seemed like an hour I found Namjoon leaving the bathroom. I sighted in releave and ran towards him.

"Wow jimin? What's up, why you in a hurry?"

"Hyung, c-can you get me home please?" I said shakily.

He looked at me with eyes filled with worry "uuh, right now? I mean, sure Jimin, let's go"

We called the elevator but it took a while. Makes sense if you realize we're at the fucking 20th floor or something. The elevator doors opened and we entered.

The doors were slowly closing when I saw Yoongi standing back in his living room. He was looking around as if he was trying to find something. Or someone.

It seemed like the elevator doors took forever to close. When they did close, I managed to let out a breath I didn't know I was holding.