20. Namjin

                                    

                                          
"So, what do you think?"
                          
To be honest I really can't concentrate.
                          
It's the day after me and Yoongi, well...kissed and I can't think of anything else besides that.
                          
What are we now? Did that kiss mean anything to him? Did he just kiss me, because of the moment? Does he even like me?
                          
Just so many things are running through my mind right now, so that I'm not paying attention to Tae at all.
                          
"What do you think Y/N?"
                          
Was he just messing with me? Or does he actually like me?
                          
"Y/N?"
                          
It's just what am I suppose to think after...
                          
"Y/N!!!"
                          
"Me and Yoongi kissed!" I blurted out and he stood there in shock.
                          
It took me a second to realize what I just said and when I did I gasped and covered my mouth with my hand, but it was to late.
                          
"I mean...fuck! I did not just say that out loud!" I curse.
                          
And that idiot then looks at me with a smile and wiggles his brows at me.
                          
"So, you kissed? And when exactly were you going to tell me this?" He crosses his arms. I let out a nervous laugh.
                          
"Oh, you know...of course I was going to tell you, I mean..."
                          
"When did you two kiss?"He cuts me off.*Shit, I have to tell him don't I?*
                          
I look away from him. "Yesterday."
                          
"Okay. Was there any tongue?" He asks and I blush.
                          
"What the hell Tae! No!" I hit his head.
                          
"Okay, okay, I get it, no need to hit my beautiful head. Now tell me exactly what happened." I let out a sigh.
                          
It's Tae were talking about. I have 0% chance of getting out of this, so it's best if I just tell him.
                          
"We were talking and then he kissed me. He quickly pulled away, but after that I went and kissed him and we were just kissing for a while until we needed oxygen." I say as quick as I can.
                          
"Soo...you are saying that you kissed for a while? How long?" He asks.
                          
"I don't know." I say and avert my gaze away from him.
                          
"Come on, tell me. I know you know. Spit it out!"
                          
"I don't know, okay. It was probably around 5 minutes." I tell him and I blush like crazy.
                          
And that idiot just start to laugh at me.
                          
"Shut up." I roll my eyes at him.
                          
"Yeah...so what are you now? Are you two dating?" He asks when he finally stops laughing.
                          
"No. We didn't even talk about it yet." I say and he nods. "What if...what if he doesn't like me? And what if he didn't mean to kiss me?" I say sadly.
                          
"Y/N..." He says softly and hugs me. "Who wouldn't like you. You are such an amazing person and Yoongi knows that."
                          
"Yeah, but what if..."
                          
"No butts, cuz this isn't a conversation about butts. Now shut up.....wait a second." He pulls away from the hug and looks at me. "Does this mean that you like Yoongi." He smiles.
                          
"No."
                          
His smile drops and he doesn't seem convinced. Before he can say anything I cut him off.
                          
"Because I love him."