Desire | jjk. *ON HOLD*

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The lights of the place dazzle my eyes completely. I feel blinded by the lights, suffocated by the amount of people and drowned by the smell of tobacco. The place is about to explode, and we could barely move when we walk in.

Hyerin is in front of me, pushing people to the side while she makes a path for us. I can't help but to look around and ask myself how I came to accept to come here just because of a simple dart game. With each step I take, it's a scoff and a curse. The place is horrible, the music is horrible, and I can't even find Jungkook. I don't understand how Hyerin comes here all the time, even on occasions when she's by herself.

"I'm going to look for something to drink!" She screams over the music.

I want to tell her to not leave me alone, but I'm not able to; Hyerin has turned around and started to make way towards a table where there are alcoholic beverages, leaving me standing there. I look around and start to walk though the large crowd of people until I reach the wall. When I do, I lean against it and sigh heavily.

At least the people are on the dancefloor, and not here. But my happiness lasts only five seconds, because a couple starts devouring each other next to me, pushing me and moving me in the process. I scoff with frustration and leave the wall, walking somewhere else.

It takes me a few steps to get to the kitchen. There's hundreds of college students here, and also some college girls who want to pass as being older. Some smoke, and others are so drunk that they've passed out on the floor. I've never felt so out of place, and I ask myself again how Hyerin convinced me to come here.

"You promised him." She had scolded me this morning. "Just because you didn't break up with Taehyung doesn't mean that you can't go."

And she was right; Taehyung and I weren't those types of couples that didn't let each other go out when they wanted to. Jealousy isn't a great characteristic in our relationship; I thought that we trusted each other sufficiently enough, so that we wouldn't doubt on each other.

And here I was. At a strange party, filled with people who are drug addicts.

"I'm going to study at Hyerin's house." I told my father. "I love you."

Lying has become a habit; a very bad one. I did it all the time, with everyone. I lied to my father, to Taehyung, to Hyerin... and myself.

I look at the end of the room and spot a door that leads to the backyard and I cross the kitchen rapidly to reach it. I open it and when I step out, the fresh air hits me. It's too cold outside, and I get goosebumps. The blue dress I bought is extremely short, and that doesn't help at all.

There's people around me, more than I can count, and they all seem to be divided into groups. They all look at me strangely and I wrap my arms around my body. I don't like being here, so my feet start to move automatically by turning me around, walking back to the door, but I bump into a hard chest.

"Areum?" Jimin's voice makes me lift my gaze.

His eyes stare at me surprised, and instantly he starts to look for Hyerin around me.

"Jimin... I thought you would be inside." I say and he lifts an eyebrow confused, making I clear my throat. "...with Hyerin."

"She, well... we haven't talked." He scratches the back of his neck. "I don't think she's interested in me."

I open my mouth to answer, but the door behind Jimin opens again and out comes a bad humored Jungkook. His eyes pose on me, and even though his frown decreases, it doesn't make it better. His gaze is still distant and cold, even when he comes closer and I smile at him.