cigarette ;; DISCONTINUED

fifteen

15: A sign from the universe

Chaeyoung pov
"And you're really just here to check up on her?", Jisoo asked furrowing her eyebrows in disbelieve.

Taehyung nodded and looked back and forth between the four of us.

Finding out that a boy was hiding in our dorm was already shocking to us but finding out that Jennie was the one who hid him, was almost unbelievable.

The last time she had done something like that was with Jongin so of course the three of us were thinking the same.

I mean, we would be totally happy if she would fall in love again but we also knew that Jongin had hurt her so much that she was scared to receive any kind of affection from a man.

Jisoo sighed and rested her hands on her hips, looking at him sitting on our couch.

"First Lisa staying over at Hoseok's, now Jennie snuck in a boy", she shook his head with a grin and while I started to laugh, Jennie looked at her triggered.

"How many times do I have to tell you that I did not sneak him in." She raised her hands, only to hide her face behind them afterward.

"Chaeyoung-ah, stop laughing, you're not innocent either", Lisa exclaimed pouting and threw a pillow at me, "at least I'm not the one who kissed Park Jimin."

I heard the others inhale dramatically as I felt my face heating up.

"She did what?"

"You did what?"

"Yah, Lisa! You ugly frog, that was confidential", I shouted in shock, feeling all eyes on me.

The living room was silent for a minute. I glared at Lisa through narrowed eyes while she smiled at me cockily.

"I mean you do fit his ideal type of girl", Taehyung mentioned, breaking the silence.

I looked at him in disbelieve and stood up, crossing my arms.

"Nah, I'm not doing this, guys", I mumbled pouting. I knew my cheeks must've been as red as a tomato at that moment and them staring at me didn't make it any better.

I walked to my room and just when my hand touched the doorknob I heard something.

"Y'know, he also fits her ideal type."

As soon as I heard Lisa's voice I turned around and ran up to her, pressing my hand on her mouth.

"You've talked enough for today, don't you think?", I asked and nodded, answering the question myself.

"Yes you did, so how about you try on your newly bought clothes and show them off to Hoseok. Or maybe you can send him some nudes, I don't know."

I pushed her into her bedroom and closed the door.

When I turned back to the other three that were looking at me in amusement, I narrowed my eyes and looked at them as mad as I could.

I pointed at each one of them. "And all of you forget what she just said. Just act like that never happened", with those words I vanished into my room.

I closed my door and let myself slide down, feeling the cold wood against my back.

I sighed and bit on my nails nervously.

I didn't know what to do with the fact that I allegedly fit his ideal type.

So what if I did? Would that change anything?

A few minutes later I heard the front door open and close, which probably meant that Taehyung left.

"Chaeyoung-ah, stop hiding in your room and come out", I heard Jennie's amused voice from the other side of the door.

Slowly I stood up and opened the door. With a lowered gaze, I walked back into the living room and let myself fall onto the couch, right next to Jennie.

"So you did not only sneak out to meet Jimin, but you also kissed him? On your first date?", Jennie asked.

My head shot up and I rapidly shook my head.

"No- First of all that wasn't a date, that was just a meeting between uhh... acquaintances", I explained, "And second of all, I kissed him when we went to Aurora for the first time. Besides that, I was drunk and I don't remember an-"

"Okay, okay, we believe you", Jisoo interrupted me and waved her hand, telling me to stop.

I leaned back and massaged my temples. This whole situation was embarrassing and awkward to me and I just wanted to disappear.

"Wait, but all of you have something going on with one of the BTS members. Maybe I should-", Jisoo jokingly started but before she could even finish her sentence Jennie had interrupted her.

"First of all, there's nothing going on between me and Taehyung so jokes on you, unnie."

"Yeah, same thing with me and Jimin. The kiss was probably an accident that only happened because we were too drunk", I said, crossing my arms at my chest.

Jennie and Jisoo turned their head to me at the same time, not believing a word I just had said.

"Are you even listening to what you're saying?", Jennie asked with a chuckle and gave me a small hit on the back of my head.

"A kiss is never an accident. It takes at least one person to want it, may it be because of the influence of alcohol or not", Jisoo added.

Sighing I closed my eyes and remembered the video. Of course, I knew that the kiss was no accident but I didn't want to admit it.

Jimin was, without doubt, one of the most handsome men I've ever laid my eyes on and the fact that we had kissed just felt surreal.

Lisa was totally right, he fitted my ideal type and because of that exact reason, I was so insecure about the way he saw me.

The way he treated me and talked to me was something I've never experienced before.

I couldn't tell what was going on in his head whenever he saw me and that made me feel unsure about where I stand.

Why would someone like him, who could have any girl, want something from someone like me? It just didn't make sense to me.

I opened my eyes and stood up. "I'm going to rest now. I'm tired."

My head was full of thoughts and I was slowly getting a headache. I didn't want to think about him so much but he could do nothing but consume all my thoughts.

"What about dinner?", I heard Jisoo's voice calling after me.

"I don't feel like it."

I closed my door and let myself fall face front into my pillows. With a sigh, I looked up and looked at Jimin's jacket, which was laying in front of my closet.

Right, I should give it back to him soon, I thought, tugging my hair in frustration.

I knew, the moment I would get to see him again, my brain would shut down and I would act like a teenage girl, drooling over her crush.

The mixed signals he would send me would make me go crazy and I would start to believe that he actually is interested in me.

I groaned and without looking I took a random pillow and threw it on his jacket so I wouldn't have to look at it any further.

My heart stopped for a second when I saw what kind of pillow I had thrown.

Slack-jawed I looked down at the heart-shaped pillow that, in the end, couldn't even hide half of his jacket.

Was the universe giving me a sign or was I just interpreting too much into such a silly coincidence?