Cold shower
We got halfway to the bathroom, and I could tell he had gotten his balance back, he wasn't swerving left or right anymore, so I loosened my hold on him, then let go, making sure he'd be able to stand in the shower, because I certainly wasn't getting in with him.
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"You Good? Think you can manage a shower?"
He inhaled, holding it briefly before huffing it all out at once.
"Yeah, I'll be fine."
"Okay, now tell me what you want to eat, so I can order it."
"I don't fucking know. Nothing sounds good at the moment."
I sighed, wondering why he had to be so damn difficult.
"Fine, go take your shower. I'll figure something out."
I waited until he went into the bathroom and closed the door, and I went to his kitchen, looking to see what he might have here that he could eat.
There was rice, and kimchi, so that was what he was going to eat. I didn't see any sense in buying something he wouldn't eat, so we'd make due with what he had. If he didn't want the kimchi, he could just eat the rice, but honestly, the kimchi would probably help him more.
I sat on his couch, waiting to hear him come out of the bathroom, but twenty minutes passed, at least, and he still wasn't out. I got up and went to the door, cracking it opened a bit.
"Chim, you okay?"
The shower was running, but there was no response from him.
"Jimin?"
Nothing. Shit.
I opened the door, stepping into the bathroom and looking at the shower door, fogged up from all the steam making it impossible to see into the shower.
I opened the door, and peeked in.
"Jesus Christ, how the fuck can you fall asleep in the shower?" I muttered in annoyance.
He was sitting on the small ledge in the corner, his head leaned back against the wall, arms crossed and knee's spread, his junk on full display there between his legs, which gave me an idea that might get me killed, but at the moment, I didn't give a fuck. It would be worth it.
I reached for the handheld sprayer, trying not to get wet myself, and I turned the hot water off, leaving only the cold on. I aimed it away from him until it was completely cold, then with a smile, I turned it towards him, aiming it right between his legs.
"Fucking son of a-" his eyes flew opened, and he jumped, almost slipping onto the floor of the shower. Soon as I knew he saw me, I dropped the sprayer and slammed the shower door closed, sprinting from the bathroom as he yelled.
"You God damn cock sucking mother fucking asshole, I'm going to fucking kill you when I catch you. You better fucking hide, for the rest of your life. You're not safe, I'll fucking get you back for this you piece of shit. We are no longer friends...you hear me Kim fucking Taehyung? This friendship is over..."
I walked into the kitchen chuckling, and sat at the table to wait for him to come out of the bathroom. While I waited, I pulled out my phone to text Jungkook.
How much did this idiot drink last night?
5:17pm
It didn't take long for him to reply.
Enough to make an elephant pass out. Are you there with him? I was just going to call and check on him.
5:18pm
I'm here. He was still asleep when I got here. I made him get up and take a shower, and I'm going to make him eat something.
5:18pm
Btw, if I don't show up to work tomorrow, he probably killed me and buried my body in his backyard, just so you know.
5:19pm
Lol, wtf did you do?
5:19pm
I heard the bathroom door open, so I sent a quick reply telling him that I'd tell him later, and I stuck my phone back in my pocket, waiting for Jimin to come through the door into the kitchen.
He appeared, wearing a pair of sweats and a baggy t-shirt, feet bare and hair sticking up everywhere. He glared at me, and I smiled back.
"Fucking asshole," he muttered under his breath.
"Feeling any better?"
He narrowed his eyes at me, jaw clenched in anger.
"Oh, fucking peachy. Who knew having your dick frozen was so lovely."
"Who the fuck falls asleep in the shower? You deserved it."
He walked to the table, falling into the other chair, leaning his forehead on the table.
"Why did Kookie let me drink so much last night? I told him I wanted to leave by 11pm."
I raised my brows, looking at him in disbelief.
"I'm pretty sure Kookie tried to get you to leave. But you get even more stubborn than normal when you've had too much to drink. I don't think you should be blaming anyone else for this."
He groaned, and lifted his head.
"I know. I didn't even want to go though. I told him no, but he busted my balls, my frozen fucking balls, and I ended up agreeing."
I smirked, glad he had a sense of humor.
"Well, maybe next time, you need to mean what you say, and not let him guilt you into going."
He let his head fall to the table again with a thump.
"There won't be a next time. I'm never drinking again."
I snorted. I believed that like I believed there was life on other planets. Ok, maybe I believed that, a little. But I didn't believe Jimin would never drink again. He was too fond of alcohol.
"Don't try to fool yourself into believing that, Chim. We both know you don't mean it."
He picked his head up, looking at me like he suddenly didn't know who I was.
My brows went up, and I waited, knowing he was going to say something.
"Do you know how long it's been since I heard you call me Chim?"
I pressed my lips together, chewing the inside of my cheek.
"It's been years Tae. You're the only one who ever calls me that, and I've missed hearing it."
"Yeah, well, don't get all sappy on me, or I'll...freeze something else."
His eyes widened.
"Bitch...nothing could be worse than what you already froze."
I laughed, and seconds later, he joined me. I was glad he obviously wasn't interested in killing me anymore.
"You need to eat something. I found some rice and kimchi in your fridge. Want me to heat some up for you?"
He sighed, trying to fix his hair and get it to lay flat instead of sticking up like a porcupine.
"Yeah, I guess. Not too much though. I don't know how much I can eat.
I got up, grabbing a plate from the cabinet, and dumping some rice onto it. I stuck it in the microwave, and put the container of kimchi on the table, knowing he liked it cold. When the microwave beeped, I grabbed the plate out and put it in front of him, handing him a pair of chopsticks.
I sat across from him, and watched him eat all the rice that I'd put on the plate, and most of the kimchi. He seemed to be back to himself, and I was ready to go home.
"I'm glad you're feeling better. I think I'm going to head home. It's after 6, and I'd like to take Yoshi for a walk, I haven't done that in awhile."
He smiled.
"Thanks for stopping by, Tae. I appreciate you taking care of me, and making sure I was okay."
"Any time Chim," I said, standing up.
"My dick doesn't thank you though, and you're still an asshole."
I smiled at him, nodding in agreement.
"See you tomorrow. Oh, and you should text Jungkook and let him know you're okay."
"Will do. See you tomorrow, Tae."
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Yoshi trotted happily in front of me, every once in awhile stopping to sniff some imaginary thing on the sidewalk.
It was nice out, it had cooled off slightly, now that it was evening, but it was still warm out. I didn't plan to walk too far, but I wanted to give Yoshi some exercise. He stays cooped up in the house all day every day, only going out before I leave in the morning, and when I get home, then once before bed.
The streets were mostly quiet, very few people out right now. Many would wait until it got even later, because it would cool off a bit more. I lived in a quiet part of Seoul. When you got closer to where Soo Ah lived, it was busy, the streets always bustling with people, businesses staying opened all night.
I headed in the opposite direction of where it was busy, for two reasons. One being that I preferred to walk Yoshi where there weren't so many people, and two, because the closer I got to Soo Ah's place, the more tempted I would be to stop and say hi.
Yoshi started barking, and I looked to see what had caught his attention. There was a cat, sitting on the sidewalk up ahead, casually licking its paw, paying no attention to either of us. I stopped walking, and laughed at Yoshi, bouncing in place in his eagerness to reach the cat.
"Nope, I think it's time to turn around and head back. You don't need to be pestering that cat, it isn't even paying any attention to you."
I tugged on the leash, getting resistance before he finally gave up and turned to trot past me in the other direction.
We made it back home, and I locked the door and went to get a bottle of water from the fridge, opening it and taking a big swallow. It was 7:30pm, and I debated whether I wanted to shower now, or wait until morning.
If I did it now, I could sleep a few minutes longer. I turned the light off in the kitchen, and took the stairs two at a time, putting my water on the nightstand and grabbing the pair of sweats and the t-shirt I'd had on at one point. The t-shirt I'd given Soo Ah to put on so she could go use the bathroom. I held it to my nose, but it smelled like me. She'd only had in on for a few minutes.
I shook my thoughts away and spent the next 15 minutes in the shower, finally climbing into bed just before 8. Sometimes it sucked, going to bed so early, but it really did get hard to function if I stayed up even a little late too many nights in a row.
I wasn't tired yet, so I picked up my phone and opened my messages, tapping on Jimins name.
Hey, just wanted to check and make sure you're still okay. We will be opened tomorrow, right?
7:59pm
There was a slight chance he was already asleep, but with as much as he'd slept today, I doubted it. I was worried that he wouldn't sleep tonight, and then be grumpy tomorrow because he was tired.
I'm fine, and yes, we will be opened tomorrow. I'm getting ready to lay down here shortly, although I don't know if I'll fall asleep. All I can do is try. You in bed already?
8:00pm
Yep. I don't know if I'll sleep anytime soon either. I'm actually looking forward to having Tuesday off.
8:01pm
I think we all are. I'll see you tomorrow then. Thanks again, Tae. Good night.
8:01pm
I darkened my phone, in turn darkening the room, and set it down on the nightstand, rolling to my left and seeing the pillow that Soo Ah had rested her head on. I could just make out the indent where her head had been in the quickly growing darkness. I reached for the pillow, pulling it to me and burying my face into it. I could just barely smell her coconut shampoo. I hated to say that I missed her being here, but...I missed her being here.
I didn't want to miss her. She was just supposed to be a friend, with benefits. It was just the sex I enjoyed. That's what I kept telling myself. Most of the time, I believed it. But then there were moments like this, when I missed her. I seemed to be missing her more and more lately. I was torn between trying to spend more time with her, and distancing myself so that this feeling of needing to see her might finally fade away.
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