𝕴ncubus | 𝙿𝙹𝙼

Should i?

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Barefooted stepping outside the bathroom your eyes drifted immediately to the now open door of your cozy bedroom.

"Didn't I locked it?" You said to yourself scrunching your eyebrows trying to remember if you did or not.

You stepped forward grabbing the doorknob and pushing the door closed, some cold air hitting your face while doing so sending shivers down your wet body.

Doing so, you sighed and sit on the bed putting your arms on your knees with your face buried on your hands. You were sure that touching yourself would make all frustration go but now you weren't sure of that. You relieved some of it, but you didn't feel completely satisfied.

Something was missing and you couldn't pinpoint what was it exactly.

"I'm a turning into some kind of needy woman now?" You were pissed at the lack of intelligence your virginity self had about this topic.

You let out a long sigh for the hundredth time this day and walk to your closet, stuffing some comfortable clothes into your hands -a tank top and a pair of sweatpants it is.

Putting the clothes on and then brushing your wet hair while doing so your eyes fell on the back bag that was on the floor through the mirror. You put the comb on the wooden white table, walking over to grab the bag and rustling inside of it searching for your phone.

Your hand touched the cold case of your phone grabbing into it and taking it out. You unlocked it remembering you said to Jungkook that you will text Mia once I get home.

Scrolling through my contacts I stoped at her name and send her a happy face along with a 'Hey'

I put my phone in my sweatpants pocket and made my way to the kitchen, my stomach grumbling in the need of food. Halfway there my phone dinged, Mia had replied.

'You are coming to the party with us right, hun?'

I sighed, putting the phone on the counter kitchen not bothering to turn on the lights as the moon was shining through the glass window providing me light. I walked forward to the fridge grabbing onto the handle to open it as the dim light hits my face, the only thing that illuminated the whole kitchen, but I could see everything very clearly.

I decided for ramen, the only thing that's easier to be made and also the thing I was craving for right now.

Once the ramen was done, I turned off the stove and putting the hot pot on the counter on top of a trivet my mouth watered at the sight ready to dig in but a message stoped me.

'You're coming right, princess?'

I chocked on air reading Jungkooks message. I gulped, clicking out of his chat and entering my best friends chat.

I debated if I should really go. It's the Kims we're talking about, every party they held it's no joke but I'm not really in the mood to doll up and to get wasted.

I looked down at the food infront of me, picking up my chopsticks and starting to dig in. My thoughts debating about the party, so I picked the phone again.

'Day of the party?' I replied to her.

Like lightning hitting the surface of the earth she replied quickly, my eyes diverting to the screen.

'In 2 days ;), you know what that means right?'

Meaning that in 2 days was my birthday. I totally forgot with all the shit revolving my mind these past weekend. My hand rubbed against my face, groaning because I know what she was planning already - getting wasted until we're no longer conscious-

"What a great plan, Mia" I whispered sarcastically to myself.

It's been weeks since the last time I went to a party and enjoy myself and I for sure know I needed this more than anything else, to not let any thoughts bother me anymore. And my birthday is coming, so why not?

What could possibly go wrong?

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