you stand on the train station's platform, your suitcase sitting obediently by your side. the platform is practically empty, apart from some creepy looking, drunk guy down at the far, far end.
taehyung stands opposite you, his carrier bag slung across his shoulder. his hat sits lopsidedly on his head, and you decide that it looks good on him.
"so," you clap your gloved hands together awkwardly, "i guess this is goodbye."
taehyung laughs. "why are you acting like we're never gonna see each other again? we'll see each other in school."
"would you actually talk to me in school?"
"yeah, why not?"
"okay." you smile timidly. "then see you in school."
"see you in school." taehyung replies, and you expect him to walk away unceremoniously, but instead, he leans in close until his lips are pressing softly against your own, just for a second, barely even giving you time to react, before pulling away. the redness you see on his cheeks mirrors yours. "mistletoe." he points up at the mistletoe hanging from the lamppost you were standing under. "merry christmas, y/n." taehyung waves, and walks away, almost tripping over his own feet.
against the iciness of the winter air around you, you grow hot with red flames, almost internally combusting. on its own, your mouth spreads into a smile as you think, 'best twelve hours of my life.'
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12hrs - k.th
Fanfiction❝you know, you're not so bad when you're not being a stuck-up bitch.❞ ❝whatever, peasant.❞ or in which you, the rich kid, spend twelve hours with kim taehyung, the kid who grew up on a farm. tae x fem!reader • completed lowercase intended, short sto...
