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❝ I fucked you good then. Didn't I? ❞
Love is a funny word with so many interpretations of its definition. Famous professional writer Park Jimin believed love to be a warm feeling felt within his heart if he was in the arms of someone he t...
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Jimin silently sat in a chair across from Taehyung and the stylist Christy. Both of them were waiting for the writer to begin what he had to say.
The writer finally breathes out, "I'm frustrated."
"We know. When was the last time you slept for more than three hours in one night?" Christy sipped on her white mug of black latte, knowing that the writer's response would be fatal.
"Two weeks ago after he came to my apartment completely drunk," Jimin sighed and Taehyung leaned his arms on the table.
"I told you and you promised me, when the time was right you would leave him before he hurt you. What did he do? Did he cheat?" The actor paid attention to every detail his best friend's face would make, even the smallest hint of hesitation in his fingers, eyes, a sudden blink or a gulp of saliva.
"He didn't cheat... at least not that I know of. It's just that something's off with him, like he's hiding something from me." It bothered the writer how his boyfriend was acting somewhat strange the past two weeks.
"Define off." Christy placed the mug of black latte on the table with the mark of her red lipstick imprinted on it.
"I-It's... um..." There was embarrassment crossing over Jimin's expression, his cheeks were pink now.
"Let me guess. He already fucked the fuck out of you again," Taehyung mentioned, biting his pink bottom lip in both amusement and worry.
"Taehyung! No—I mean yes, but that happened at the end of January. I'm talking about... how h-he's just changing," Jimin sighed and exhaled a breath. "I can't believe I'm talking about my sex life with you two in a public cafe." Jimin rolled his eyes, slowly gaining more confidence to confide in his friends for advice.
"Hey, I cover up your hickeys on-set. I also heard how Jungkook moaned your name that one time."
"Shhh! Don't remind me of that." Jimin's ears were pink now too and his hands squeezed his own cheeks to calm their risen temperature.
Meanwhile, Taehyung was laughing, "I missed that day of shooting. I heard it from Yoongi hyung. Damn it. You wouldn't have heard the end of it from me."
"You sure did miss it." Christy wiggled her eyebrows and a sudden loud, "Time's wasting girl so don't wait~ Don't wait too long~ Binnaneun geotteureun mana~ Geu ane jinjjareul bwa bwa~ Call me baby, call me baby (oh)~ Call me baby, call me baby~" ringtone from her Samsung Galaxy S10 Plus interrupted the conversation.
"Wonder who's calling you." Jimin teased, wiggling his eyebrows. So did Taehyung when he read outloud the name of the caller.
"Im Jaebum~" Taehyung smirked. He nudged her shoulder and with reddened cheeks she answered the call.
