"I trust you", San tells me, and I freeze. Does that mean that he'd hook up with me if I'd want it too?
Do I want it? Hell, yeah.
But... I'm scared.
Why?
I'm not the virgin here - San is.
So why am I the one who's frozen, unable to form a full se...
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"Hi?"
"Hi..." I don't recognize the guy who's opened the door. He's scanning me up and down as he leans against the door frame lazily, one eyebrow quirked up curiously.
Seconds pass- Oh, right, I should say something. "Is Jimin here?"
Dumb question – I can hear music and laughter from the kitchen, and since Jimin's only flatmate Juhee is upstairs, with San, Jimin obviously is here.
And obviously he's invited some friends over.
This is bad timing. Really bad timing.
"Yep, he's here." Popping the 'p', the guy grins at me before turning around to yell, "Jiminie! Come to the door! Somebody's here for you!"
As he turns back to me two seconds later, I hurriedly avert my gaze to the door mat, pretending I haven't been checking him out. He does look attractive though, with his long legs, dark wavy hair and pink lips- Okay, now is not the time.
"What's your name?", he wants to know.
"It's Wooyoung..."
His eyes go wide, "No shit?" – before his gaze narrows, scanning me up and down sharply once more. So he's one of Jimin's close friends. Shit. "What're you here for?", he demands. It takes some self-restraint for me to not start walking backwards now.
"I, um." I take an involuntary step back. "I came to apologize?"
"What?" He looks taken aback.
"I-" But I freeze when I hear Jimin's voice nearing the door, grumbling, "I swear to God, Tae, you don't need to shout, I was literally just five meters away-"
Jimin stops dead in his tracks when his eyes land on me.
"Hi..." I lift my hand in a terribly awkward wave, and Jimin's friend Tae snorts loudly, only poorly covering it up with a cough.
"Hi", Jimin says. He stops a few steps behind Tae, just close enough to talk to me.
Silence ensues us. The music from the kitchen seems even louder now – the current song sounds like it's from Twice.
"Okay, my cue to go!", Tae chimes in. "I'm gonna eat your sandwich before it gets cold, Jiminie."
Jimin sighs. "How generous of you."
Grinning broadly, Tae turns around to walk back inside the flat.
I clear my throat. "I'm sorry."
"Oh... okay?" Jimin looks at me strangely, so I add: "For interrupting your evening with your friends, I mean. But, like... I'm also sorry for Monday."
Jimin stays silent for a moment, and it's an awkward yet somehow peaceful moment of the two of us standing in the corridor, just looking at each other. "You want to come in for a sec?", he finally asks.
