𝐬𝐢𝐩𝐩𝐢𝐧 𝐜𝐡𝐨𝐥𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐞 [𝐛𝐭𝐬 𝐜𝐫𝐚𝐜𝐤𝐟𝐢𝐜]

14 : men

ayaNO 🧟‍♀️

: me
HHHGGHHGG

ayaNO 🧟‍♀️ :
please...

ayaNO 🧟‍♀️ :
i cant take it anymore...anymore of your bullshit 😔

: me
T_T

ayaNO 🧟‍♀️ :
get on with it 😀👊🏼

: me
i have a dilemma 🥺👉🏼👈🏼

ayaNO 🧟‍♀️ :
i fucKING KNEW IT

: me
help 🥺

ayaNO 🧟‍♀️ :
no

: me
pLEAYSE

ayaNO 🧟‍♀️ :
you have five seconds

: me
HATSTAY WIAT

: me
OKAY UH UH UAHSGSGA

: me
I HATE MEN

ayaNO 🧟‍♀️ :
aaand time

ayaNO 🧟‍♀️ :
i agree, but how is this my problem?

: me
nvm 😔💔

read at 3:23 am

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ayano's pov :

i toss my phone onto the side table and sit up in my tiny bed. jimin somehow convinced seokjin and namjoon to let him switch rooms with me and stay with taehyung. i didn't really mind. that's a lie. i did mind, but what could i do? it was easier just to let it go. i can't stop thinking about the scene i walked into.

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"ah, j-jimin, please-HOLY FUCK AYANO"

i stand there frozen. jimin, who is now on the ground was just making out with taehyung.

i take a step back

"what in the homiesexual did i just interrupt?"

"i'll explain later, please get a nurse" taehyung shoo's me off while placing his head in his hands.

i quickly pivot and run to the nearest elevator-no, nearest stairwell, an elevator would be too risky. i mess with the doorknob trying to get the door open, vision blurry from the tears threatening to spill from my eyes.

CLANK

it finally opens. i close the door behind me and slump to the ground.

"taehyung...."

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"taehyung...."

"what?" seokjin interrupts my train of thought. was i just thinking out loud? fuck.

"a-uhm, nothing, i was just thinking about food so i must've thought out loud" i, hopefully, convincingly laugh it off. seokjin simply shrugs his shoulders and gets back to teaching namjoon how to cook.

i collapse back onto the bed with a muffled thud.

"i hate men too"

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a/n : short ass chapter because i'm gonna have some drama in the next one tehe