Your hand hovered over the door as you reconsidered your decision at the very last possible second.
Stop being stupid, you thought, just knock.
You rapped your knuckles on the wood of the door, and it was pulled open almost immediately. You let out a shocked laugh at the sight: Jeni, dressed in a loose man's shirt and underwear, her eyeliner slightly smeared.
"Hi!" she giggled, "It's so good to see you!"
"Hey, Jeni," you said awkwardly, "Is Taehyung here?"
As if on cue, Tae appeared behind her. He had shorts on, but no shirt, and his hair was messed up.
"Hey, what's up?" he asked you, ruffling the back of his hair nervously.
"Oh- uh- I just needed to talk to you," you stuttered, "But if you're busy-"
"Nah," he said, waving his hand, "We were just finishing."
"We were?" Jeni squealed indignantly.
"Yeah, we were," he tossed her a pair of shorts. She pulled the shorts on and grabbed her shoes with a huff, stomping out the door. Even though she was stomping, she was so tiny it barely made any noise, and you stifled a laugh.
"Come in," he said, stepping aside so you could walk past him into the entryway of his very nice house.
"You didn't have to kick her out," you said, feeling kind of guilty.
"Honestly, I don't think she has feelings," Tae said, rubbing his face, "I've never seen her display any emotions besides giggling and being slightly irritated."
You shrugged, "Yeah, I think Jungkook mentioned that."
"So, what's up?" Taehyung asked, pulling a shirt over his head, "I'm assuming you wouldn't go through all the trouble of getting my address from Jungkook and coming all the way here without a reason."
"Yeah, about that," you said, "I just wanted to ask you a question about Jimin."
"Ah," he said, nodding. He didn't look surprised, or even slightly irritated.
"It's just.. Kookie and I saw you guys talking earlier today when we were driving. I was just wondering if he said anything to you about what's going on," you said, chewing on your lip.
Taehyung strolled into his kitchen and you followed behind him. "He said a lot of things when I talked to him," Tae said, pouring himself a drink. He tilted the bottle towards it, but you shook your head. "Mostly he was just pissed, I think."
"At who?" you asked.
"You. Himself," Tae put the bottle away and took a sip of his drink, looking up at you, "Jimin's a pretty complicated dude. He wasn't happy about the fact that you're best friends with his ex girlfriend, it pretty much just confirmed what he already knew."
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Physical Reasons || P.JM ✔
Romance♛ "That's bullshit," he growled, buttoning up his shirt without even looking at you, "You just want the sex. Don't act like you care about me." ♛ © park_jimin_luv
