TheGooIsTrue
I looked at the seven boys, my eyes lingering on Namjoon. The others started to leave for dinner, but Namjoon didn't move.
"I'm not eating." I said.
"Alright." He smirked and leaned against the walls. The door clicked shut.
"You aren't hungry?" I stepped forward. With a sudden move, he swung me around so I was pinned to the wall, my knit crop hoodie brushing against his chest with the sudden movement. He leaned in so close that our lips brushed together.
"Not for what's at that restaurant."