The Definition Of Forever (Inked Hearts 1)

Seventy-five

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"Insfire?!"

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Diana first person POV:

Thommybae-
And what if I did?

Shit.

I can't deal with this right now. Not after.... Time. I just need some time to think all this over. Please. I just need some time.

Staring down at my plate, I try to sort my thoughts out as quickly as I can. I can't figure this out right now, but I need at least let my mind run its course for a second before I can be present in the conversation again, and then maybe pull off a miracle and act fine until I can get home.

My phone still clutched in my cold fingers as I hold it in my lap under the table and out of sight. Why did he have to text me now?!

"Didn't he sleep in your room?" Taehyung-ah asks Namjoon Oppa, snapping my attention back, but my eyes remain cast down.

Huh?
Oh for the love of chocolate!

"WhAt?"

And what if I did?

No. No. No. No. No.
Oh god, I can't do this.

Breathe, Rue breathe!

As if a physical hand reached over and turned my head, my gaze shifts to the person next to me on my right: Jungkook.

The way he's looking at me, I know he understands something is seriously wrong. But whether he knows there's more to it than this current conversation, I don't know. Either way, it doesn't matter. He knows something is truly upsetting me, I can see it in his eyes, and he wants to help.

Please? I try to convey. Please?

I don't even know what I'm asking for, I don't know what I need, but he seems to understand even if I don't.

What? What do you need? Let me help you. His eyes ask.

I... later. Just, please?

"Yah! Joon, chew with your mouth closed!" Jin Oppa scolds from the other side of the table, and I take that moment to suck in a shaky breath. The first I've had in too long.

"Namjoon," Yoongi Oppa says, drawing the attention over to his side of the table. "Baek Hyeon-ssi called me last night. He wants the two of us to head over to the building this evening to look at some new tracks."

"But I thought we were doing that Tuesday?"

"It got moved up after I sent in some lyrics and beats." He shrugs and takes another bite of his food. "Make sure to bring what you've been working on."

"But it's nowhere near presentable, Hyung!" Namjoon Oppa looks at him with wide eyes. "I was planning on wrapping it up by Sunday."

"Well, you might want to speed up the process for later tonight."

"Aish! There goes my relaxing Saturday."

The conversation moves on, but I don't pay much attention to what's being said. I can't stop thinking about Thomas. How am I supposed to respond to him? Well, I can wait another hour or so to think of something. I'm just glad I had my phone on silent!