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Jimin
"This is against my will!"
I quawked and glared at them. I pulled Yoongi's ears from behind and kicked Namjoon's legs but instead of apologizing to me, they both laughed and fist bumped with each other.
Ugh. These guys. Sometimes, this is why I don't want to hang out with them whenever we have free time. They're bullying me! They know that I'm not going to agree with them so they did this. My arms still fucking hurts from Namjoon's grip earlier. Damn that hands. He's really going to destroy my bones.
I keep kicking Yoongi's seat and watch him jerk on his position. I don't care. I have the rights to be mad at them.
Namjoon isn't talking. His eyes were on his phone, texting his girlfriend and I just rolled my eyes. I didn't bother to read what he was typing but I'm sure it was a very long message.
Is he sending his farewell message to his girlfriend already? It looked like he was writing an essay with that.
Yoongi turned the radio on, setting it on the full volume before playing a sad song, mostly for broken hearted people.
I know he's doing it on purpose because everytime the song's beat was lively and isn't about for broken hearted, he will replace it with a sad song and started singing his lungs out, trying to make fun of me more. Namjoon was recording the whole scene.
I can't stand with these guys, seriously. I fished my phone from my pocket and stuffed the airpods on my ears, and listen to the music on my own but my expression almost drop when the first song that played was "Earned It."
I'm ruined. Fuck it.
That was the song Jungkook was playing when we were having sex inside his condo unit.
That was the song.
Now, the memories started to flash back on my mind.
That day, the first time we had sex while that song was playing in the background. He said that my moans sounds so sexy just like the music to his ears.
Well to be honest, it was so fucking hot and--nevermind.
I shouldn't be thinking about that.
"Ugh, so annoying..." I groaned and pulled out the airpods on my ears before crossing my arms.
Everything reminds me of him and it makes me go crazy even more.
"Calm down tiny boy, are you that excited to see your ex? Or maybe you're excited to get your dick stretch out of your pants?" Yoongi said, looking at the mirror and wiggling his eyebrows.
The guts of calling my tiny boy, wow. Should I be shy at our 1 cm height difference?
"Yes I'm excited...I'm excited to kill the both of you." I told him and he just stick out his tongue to me like a kid arguing with his playmate.
