~Lied To~

Chapter 11

I shrug it off, Jin might just be as suffering as the other four in the dorm. I know Jin, he'll get over it, but his usual only way of getting over it fully is by confronting the person. I never know what Jin will do so it's best I leave him alone for now. Speaking of Jin— My eyes glance at the plastic bag on the kitchen  counter. Hearing footsteps, I notice Yoongi walking out of his room.

"Hey Yoongs, Jin tell you anything about the bag?"

A voice from beside me rings, I take a quick glance to see Jimin there holding steak and it's top shining with almost-gold-like sauce— and with butter on the side of it. Wait— what? Aish, whatever. I glance back at Yoongi. The tired boy shrugs at the Chim's question. "No, he just told me not to touch it." He says before disappearing into the living room. A chuckle leaving my lips, "That means none of us are allowed to touch it either." Jimin shakes his head swiftly as he stuffs his face with a slice of the steak. "True but one person is..." Even though his mouth was stuffed, he still managed to utter the words. Immediately getting what he meant, I nod my head in agreement.

"He always gets Taehyung japchae! He's turning my best friend into a pig!" Jimin pouts, but his attempt to with food in his mouth makes him look like the pig. I snicker at the joke in my mind as Jimin throws a glare at me, as if he heard my inner thoughts. He pokes his fork into another slice of steak, as he looks at me dead in the eyes. Afraid he'll throw it at me, I quickly excuse myself. "Weeeeell, I better go see if Tae bear has woken up. See yaaa!" A sweat rolls off as I walk my way into Taehyung's room, almost running incase Jimin has great aim. Knowing that I'm out of sight, I slower down my pace. I laugh a bit at what I said, but later on makes me think if what I said might've triggered a hesitant feeling towards them.

After all, we don't really know if Tae will talk to all of us— or even any of us. But it was worth the shot. Plus, Namjoon even said that the omega was looking for me, I might as well have some hope left.

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On my way, I notice a door slightly ajar as it shows a side-turned figure on his bed. A smile reaches my face. I walk inside, and reach for the door's handle and trying my best not to make any noise as I close it carefully. Once I heard the click, I pulled away and went back to approaching the second bed in the very corner. The figure's head shifts a little but goes back to leaning on the pillow, it seems he noticed me. Nearing his bed, I then sit down and push up my legs onto the bed. I turn to face him and pushing off the covers from his upper body.

Slowly snaking my arms around his waist, cuddling up my face to his neck with my left leg hovering over his legs. He tenses up under my touch, but eventually calms down. I bury my face even more on his neck, my head going up a bit to readjust my position but then a strong scent catches my attention which makes me stop completely. The scent was somewhat... strong, but it seemed a bit different. It's still the same light strawberry scent that Taehyung often gives off, but this almost seems intoxicating.

What was this...? Could it be nearing? But it can't be... he took pills, didn't he?

"Hobiii..."

I immediately shake off my thoughts, and move a bit away from my original position.

"Taehyunggg..."

I respond, pulling up a smile on my face. Trying to shrug off whatever was just in my head.

No... I'm probably wrong. There's no way Taehyung's heat is nearing.

I sigh and put my head on his shoulder, refusing to believe such conclusions that were on my mind. Taehyung needs me, now's not the time to think about this.

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"Oh my god— that actually hurt."

Last words from Kim Taehyung before he stands up from the ground. A quirky smile present on me as I watch Taehyung leave the room, rubbing his arm as him falling off the bed was quite the fall. The laughs I stopped finally being released, recalling the bear's grumpy face before he walked away. My laughs then came to a stop when I heard a knock on the door, even though it was open. Trying to stifle my laughs, and keeping a small smile on my face, I look to see who would've knocked before Taehyung was out of sight. It was none other than Jimin,

"Hyung, there's someone outside."

His voice almost turning into a fit of mumbles at the end, as he held doubtful yet annoyed eyes. He seemed serious, so I immediately got off the bed. Him getting the signal, he turns away as I follow behind him, making sure to close the door as we leave the now empty room.

Who could be outside that makes Jimin seem ticked?

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(Welp this is a long chapter, sorry if I didn't update too soon, I was supposed to post this much earlier but then I had doubts about how to approach the scene so I had to rewrite it. Hope you enjoyed it :))