twenty eight

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rumi didn't question the request of the leather jacket, simply shrugging it off and pulling out her, well actually celeste's, leather jacket to wear and she patiently waited for taehyung, her mind had already gone numb after spending the past few weeks sending it to overdrive with every emotion, she was capable of feeling.

she heard a loud beep and the roar of a vehicle so she peeked out of her window to check what the late-night intrusion was.

and there he was, kim taehyung, now vante also, her mind reminded her yet again, on a sleek black motorcycle, wearing a leather jacket which she recognized from the pictures aera showed her, she waited for him to pull off his helmet so she could see him properly and her heart dropped at how good he looked.

he looked tanner than the last time she saw him, his golden skin and pushed back hair made rumi forget what she was even angry about, she was supposed to be upset with him, she wasn't supposed to be going out with him to some mysterious rendezvous. but rumi is only human, as much as she liked to think of herself as strong, she absolutely swayed when it came to some people. and when said people was taehyung, it was very easy to change her usually stubborn mind. rumi stood there, by her window, gaping at how handsome he looked and the sound of her phone dinging startled her back to reality.

from: flower boy

you can come down and look at me all you want.

rumi, out of reflex, looked back out the window to see taehyung looking right back at her with a huge grin on his face, she quickly moved away, almost tripping on her feet.

well shit, that was embarrassing.

she silently made her way out of the house, because celeste wasn't one to mess with when she was asleep, and her breath got knocked out of her all over again when she saw taehyung up close.

she loved this view. the streetlight faintly hitting him in all the right places, made him look that much more attractive.

"ready?" taehyung's voice broke her out of her trance, handing her a helmet expectantly with those big sparkling eyes and small nervous smile, still scared of how she might react, but rumi just nodded, sure she was still unsure of where he was taking them and wary of being around him in general, but she couldn't say no to him, not when he looked this good, so she took the helmet and sat behind him, shifting uncomfortably, its been a long time since she has been on a bike, she also didn't know where to keep her hands, contemplating placing them on taehyung's very inviting, broad shoulders but that would just be too weird for now, so she just settled on keeping them behind her.

and taehyung would be the biggest liar if he said that didn't bother him, the sole idea of a bike is to be impossibly close with the person you're with, so he was hoping for at least a little bit of that close proximity, but even with her right behind him, he could feel the miles of distance between them.

he could feel the nervous jitters that were plaguing his body already but he shook them off, now wasn't the time to be nervous, not when she was willing to go with him, that too without any questions so he started the bike, creating a loud noise which made rumi wince before he took off into the night. the night wasn't forgiving, the cold wind hit them almost instantly, even more so at the speed they were going in, but it was welcome, rumi couldn't help the smile that grew on her face even if the cold threatened a frostbite, she felt liberated, she missed this, the carelessness that she enjoyed when she was still a college student, she rarely felt that anymore, she missed the little things that made her happy.

that's what life is all about, those little things, whether it be late-night bike rides, when the rest of the world is asleep and you feel like you're rebelling against a non-existent force, or walks on the beaches when no one is around, just you and the slightly aggressive waves, isolation is so peaceful yet scary, isolation with the right person doesn't feel like isolation at all.

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