"Mr. Kim, I-I really didn't mean it like that," Josh whispered, awkwardly shifting his weight from one foot to the other while waiting for us to pull away from each other. "I'm sorry." Nathan only nodded before trying to walk away but I held his arm back with a glare. "Jo, let's go, we have a lot to talk about," I said gesturing to the living room and he nodded, a little concerned but moved nonetheless, leaving me alone with Mr. Kim.  "Sophie, why?", I shrugged in response to his question and he followed me to the kitchen trying to minimize his interaction with the other boys. Jimin wasn't in the kitchen anymore and I figured it was because he knew I wasn't in the living room either.To Mr. Kim, it was obvious that they thought of him as a freak but that was only in his mind, nothing else. I understood his agony, his conflict but he had to face it someday."Why don't you set the table with Josh, Mr. Kim?", I asked stirring the huge pot of

"Yeah but then today, during the day I heard how Jo explained everything, s-saw his room," Mr. Min let out a soft huff before falling back onto the couch. "I saw how terrified Nathan was, then and now too. H-He's afraid of being judged by us-""Of being thought of as a freak," Josh said, his arms tightening around me and I was suddenly reminded of the conversation that Mr. Kim had heard and how terrified he was after."H-How could I not know? The signs were right there in front of me! Am I-I that dumb?", I whispered, my voice shaking as hot tears rolled down my cheeks. I knew he'd be a lot better in his behaviour if he opted for therapy but I never brought it up thinking that maybe we could just let it go, maybe he'd be over in a few years, that maybe he was just naturally an angry person but nobody was 'naturally' an angry person.There has to be a reason why his mental health is where it is but no matter how hard I tried to think of it, nothing seemed to be of

There was a loud thud on the door of my bedroom and both of us snapped our necks towards it in alarm. "Guys, please make it quick. You can do this romantic shit when nobody's around," Josh growled in anger from the other side of the door. I snickered while Mr. Kim dropped me onto the bed and tossed me his sweater that I was wearing before bed.  "I'm going to need that jersey back," I complained, stretching my body up on my toes before continuing. "It was really comfortable."  "Why? Why must I share my clothes with you?", he demanded, now completely dressed and sitting onto the bed with his feet crossed comfortably.  "Because I'm willing to share mine, it's just that you won't fit into them," I cheekily grinned before kicking the bathroom door open. Mr. Kim scoffed lightly and leaned against the doorframe, just to watch me brush my teeth. "Get out," I mumbled, mouth cold and fresh because of the toothpaste.  "Rude," he mumbled, squi

Nathan had me cornered against the wall of the dark corridor next to the living room in which all of our friends and his mother were present, waiting to start dinner together with us. "What is it?", I whispered, carefully peeking over to make sure no one was looking. "You've been busy all evening, let me kiss you before we go for dinner," he whined, tipping my chin up with his index finger. I sighed softly in ecstasy, closing my eyes so I could map out the feeling of kissing him. Nathan smiled against my lips, pecking them over and over till I started to giggle from the feeling and pushed him away. "Let's go now." We both arrived at the dining table and the first person I noticed there was Trevor. He was laughing along with the other boys, already munching on an omelet roll from the dishes. When we both arrived there, Trevor smiled up at me, his teeth showing and eyes crinkling up as he did. I smiled back, coupling it with a gentle wave of my hand that he r

"There's a lot on your mind right?", I nod as a response to his question, and he smirks. "Won't be the case a few minutes later." My eyes widened and a low moan fell from my lips when he rutted his hips up against my core, just covered in two thin layers. He giggled in satisfaction and slipped his hand under my panties, two of his long sturdy fingers pressing against the soaked area.  "F-Fuck Mr. Kim," I mewl out, holding his wrist in place and he laughs, throwing his head back.  "Haven't heard you say that in a few days but that doesn't mean you're allowed to speak now," I gasp softly, the underlying meaning of his words getting to me.  "Come on now, take these off," he grins, toying with the hem of my underwear and I nod.