"𝐒𝐎𝐌𝐄𝐓𝐈𝐌𝐄𝐒 𝐈 𝐖𝐎𝐍𝐃𝐄𝐑 𝐈𝐅 𝐘𝐎𝐔 𝐖𝐄𝐑𝐄 𝐓𝐎𝐎 𝐆𝐎𝐎𝐃 𝐓𝐎 𝐁𝐄 𝐓𝐑𝐔𝐄."
━━━ what started off as an innocent game of truth or dare quickly spiralled into something else. Elisha Wright quickly finds herself caught between her bes...
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WHILE JUNGKOOK WAS GONE, I DECIDED TO RUN a hot bath. I ended up throwing in a rose-scented bath bomb and a few pink rose petals for extra fragrance. Stripping down, I put my clothes in the hamper and set my jewellery down on the marble countertop, quickly fixing my hair in a messy bun. I then climbed into the white bathtub, careful not to slip on the soap. The heat from the water instantly soothed the tension in my muscles, the flowery aroma working wonders on the intense pounding at the back of my skull. It was exactly what I needed to relieve some of the stress and to take some of the weight off my shoulders.
After Jungkook left to go visit Taehyung at his apartment, I got a weird feeling in my stomach. It was an icky sensation, the type you got before something bad happened. It was the type of feeling I used to get every time Derek came back from work; the anxiousness when he walked in the door, and the fear of not knowing what he was going to do or how he was going to react.
