I crouch on the floor and try not to hyperventilate. I bury my face in my hands in embarrassment and think of ways to escape jail, just in case.
Picking my cuticles, I see Taehyung stand up and walk back and forth to show how upset he was. As he walks to the kitchen with his back facing me, I clench my fist and grit my teeth.
I swear to god, I'll make sure I take him to a jungle and watch him get trampled by an elephant with butter popcorn.
I stomp my feet and hold him by his shoulder tightly. My 5'2 ass could never look into his eyes for a long time without breaking my neck.
While Seok Woo was busy cleaning, I push Taehyung against the wall and pin him. Ouch, my neck already hurts.
Looking at his flustered state, I try not to smack him. He covers his chest with his hands and whispers, "d-don't molest me!" I slam my hand against the wall and half cage his huge body, moving my face closer.
His eyes were still wide open. But honestly, he could just easily carry my tiny body and throw me away with his strong veiny hands.
But yea, he's dumb. I grab his jacket and turn him, slamming his chest against the wall and hold him like that. With his back facing me, I put my hand inside his back pocket and dig it.
Why does his baggy cargo pants have so many pockets? Yes, found it!
Fuck. Did I just indirectly touch his ass? He turns to look at me wide-eyed. Ugh, I just had to dig his back pocket!
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(a/n: his cargo pants.... y am I doing this?)
Taehyung's mouth hangs open. I look down and try fiddling with the object I found in his pocket. He takes a step closer. Another step, and my back hits the kitchen counter.
Now it was my turn to be flustered. He bends down and looks into my eyes. Great! my eyes couldn't look away, they were mesmerized and captivated by someone's close proximity.
'Chae young get a hold of yourself!'
He folds his hand against his chest, tilting his head he says, "hmm... let me check, I guess even you have something in your back pocke-"
"SEOK WOO! Annyong!" I scream and run to the sofa.
Wait a sec, I'm supposed to be mad at Taehyung! I turn my head and glare at him. "Excuse me, Mr. Kim Taehyung! Why is that I found your car keys in your back pocket?"
Yes, this is why I wanted to kill him. He had his car keys in his pocket all the while and acted like he's an innocent little chipmunk! But when did he take it from the black bag?
"Noona! you're proud of me, right? I gave Taetae hyung the car key from your bag!" Seok Woo exclaims.
I guess he's adopted. Yes, he's nothing like me. He's bad at studies, air-headed, calm, and good looking; something I can never be.
After listening to Seok Woo talk about his dream to be an idol like Taehyung, I yawn as loud as I can to end this undesired conversation.
Why can't I see anything? Right, my eyes are closed. This is too boring. I'm gonna take a small nap until Seok Woo finishes. No, I can't sleep in front of these lunatics. Seok Woo might insist Taehyung to sleep here.
Seok Woo and his unpredictable brain. Never mind, he doesn't have one. A brain I mean.
I half-open my eyes and try my best to not sleep. Taehyung flashes his boxy grin again after seeing me doze off.
'Chae young stop! Open your eyes and look at his beautiful smile! Stop wasting your time!'
I open my eyes and glare at him intently. I nod my head and gesture him to continue smiling. He stops smiling and gives a perplexed look.
Seok Woo looks at me glare at Taehyung so desperately and mouths, 'she's not my sister.'
I rub the nape of my neck and a fake giggle escapes my mouth. Ok quick, I need to come up with a joke to ease the tension and save myself and most importantly see his box smile again.
"Do you know what else is boxy other than Taehyung's smile?" I ask.
Seok Woo crosses his fingers hoping something and Taehyung actually thinks for an answer.
"Seok Woo's boxers!" I exclaim and laugh loudly. Damn, I'm funny and smart! That was honestly such a good joke but wait why can I only hear my voice?
I see Seok Woo face palming and Taehyung gives a what-the-fuck look. These lunatics have no sense of humor.
"Jin hyung is going to love you!" Taehyung says and grabs his coat. Jin... Kim Seok Jin, born on 4th December 1992, also known by his stage name- Jin, the eldest member of BTS.
Yes, I did a little research after sounding so clueless in front of Taehyung at the store.
Ok, I can't call him Taehyung. It's just a waste of time and energy. I'll call him Tae. By saving time, I can solve more problems on sound engineering
Tae bids bye and leaves our studio apartment. Huh, I couldn't see his smile though!
(next day)
I stuff a burnt piece of bread into my mouth and pour a glass of milk for Seok Woo. He has his math exam today, which means he'll come back with a blank expression as blank as his answer sheet and bitch about the educational system.
"Seok Woo, I'm leaving early, I have my presentation today. All the best for your maths exam! You know that you'll have to repeat twelfth if you fail, right?" I scream.
"And you know the problems of dating an idol, especially the one from BTS, right?"
