I walked in.

The sound of s & short breaths echoing through the shared room. I was too afraid of seeing what I already knew was happening. Taking small, quavered steps, I walked towards the room. I wanted to prove myself wrong, but it happened right then and there. I took a small peek, and there it was. The scene that was running through my head the entire time. I proved myself right, but it was the last thing I wanted. A blondie laid underneath Taehyung, her thigh rubbing against his crotch while he pinned her arms onto the bed and his head buried into the crook of her neck. and dragging his wet muscle across her light skin, turning her into a mess. 
My phone slipped off my hand and landed on the ground with a loud thud. All voices from that very room died down. I heard fumbling and Taehyung called my name, "___?" Tears formed in my eyes. All I knew then was that I wanted to get out of there, fast. I stumbled a few steps back and turned, running to wherever my legs could take me. I could hear Taehyung chasing after me but I wanted to be away from him. Anywhere as long as it was away from him. 
I knew I couldn't outrun Taehyung and I was confused with myself. I was abruptly grabbed by the wrist, spun around and brought into Taehyung's warm embrace. My head buried into his chest. "____, I'm sorry. I'm so so so sorry." He whispered. For a moment, it felt comforting. But the scene from just now played again in my head. Those hands th