THE UNEXPECTED ✔️

Chapter 19 Walmart

You would think that in that moment both Taehyung and I would stick our brains together and think of some ridiculous excuse that would somehow make sense in the long run, but no. We just stood there dumbfounded by the innocent child who showed us our reflection through her large, glassy doe eyes. Then it clicked. I could fix this.

"Lisa, I need to talk to you." Grabbing her hand I practically pulled her soul off that chair before running into my room and shutting the door. "Listen, there was a reason I called you here." I whispered wiping my sticky sweat.

"I'm going to tell you everything," I already saw her intrigued eyes glisten, "BUT, you cannot tell anyone or anything. Not even your own pillow is allowed to know this." The curiosity in her eyes only multiplied the more I spoke making my worry multiply.

"Okay, the other day Taehyung kind of... well I don't know how to explain it... he made a confession." A loud Pringle crunch exploded through the room and her eyes got wider. "And, at first I kind of avoided it, but I started getting more and more comfortable around him the more I realized he wasn't really going to hurt me." Lisa hummed understanding my words and shoved another Pringle into her mouth. "And today we were... well playing around," I gulped watching Lisa's dark smirk grow, "And I'm not sure how I honestly ended up getting pinned to the wall, but before I knew it... IwaskissinghislipsandmakingoutonthetablethenIsomehowendeduponthecouchandthenonhisbed."

Lisa stopped chewing her Pringles with her jaw hanging open.

...

"Lis?"

"Um. So you said my pillow can't know?" she calmly whispered getting up from the floor. "Yea..." I began worrying for her mental health. "How about your pillow?" she said.

"My pillow?"

Before I could get an answer to my question she was already hysterically screaming into my pillow regardless the amount of noise created. "SHUSH." I practically tore my tonsils trying to whisper that.

From a far distance away I could hear something drop in the kitchen where a probably very worresome Taehyung stood. She stopped for a spare moment to look at me before diving back into the pillow to give yet another high pitched scream. I rolled my eyes at her dramatic self, questioning the Gods above why they gave me this one.

Finally, she halted her horrid screams and threw my pillow to the side, grabbing my hands while she rambled with questions. "How did it feel? Was it your first time? Was he even any good? HOW ARE YOU WALKING?" Again, I rolled my eyes, "We didn't sleep together."

She let go of my hands and sat straight up on the bed with eyebrows furrowed in confusion. "Then what did you guys do? You guys were making out on the couch and suddenly decided to build a fort on the bed?"

"Actually yes, that's exactly what we decided." Lisa and I turned our heads towards the door to see Taehyung leaning against the door frame with a bold smirk on his face.

"oh."

"Y/N, we need to go to Walmart with Jung-min. Can you please come with?" Taehyung's low rumbling voice was hard to ignore. And plus, I owe him. Right? "Yep. That's my job."

"Great! Oh and Lisa," he rasped, "Don't worry, I am excellent." He smirked my way, as if that was going to comfort me.

"Okay, I'm calling Jesus." Picking up her phone she walked out of the room, purposely bumping into his shoulder for an extra affect.

Opening my closet, I pulled out a hoodie and examined the greasy stain I made an eternity ago. Clicking my tongue in annoyance I threw that option on the bed while looking for a cleaner one.