Tae padded barefoot down the dim hallway, drawn by the rhythmic thumping vibrating through the floorboards. Slap... slap... slap... Wet flesh meeting wet flesh. The sound dripped from Apartment 3B's door. Nosy slut, she thought, a thrill shooting through her core.

She crept closer, pressing her ear against the cheap wood. A choked sob. A deep male groan – Jungkook’s unmistakable rumble. Fucking Sana? No... this is mimi’s apartment. Curiosity burned. The window beside the door, blinds slightly askew, offered a sliver of hell. Tae peeked, her breath catching.