Into You || Kim Taehyung

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𝐇𝐈, 𝐆𝐔𝐘𝐒! 𝐈'𝐌 𝐊𝐈𝐌 𝐓𝐀𝐄𝐇𝐘𝐔𝐍𝐆
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The light gust of winds flew past me, making my black curled hair sway lightly as my brown pair of eyes looked into the other pair of dark chocolate brown eyes. Her hair was short and black with natural curls in them. Her height was short and her forehead reached my shoulder. A smile crept on my face as I reached for her small delicate hands and grabbed them in my big ones. The sky was clear with no clouds and the weather was normal. The park in which we were was empty and filled with greenery.

"I love you." Those words left my mouth without me knowing.

"I love you too." Her small lips formed into a smile, just like me. Unknowingly, I leaned down, and near to her face. My eyes fluttered closed as I reached for her pink lips.

But as I was doing it, I felt a stinging pain on my cheek. My head moved to the side and I gasped. 

"Taehyung!" She shouted. "Wake up you little shit!!"

I gasped and opened my eyes. There I saw my brother standing beside my bed with a spatula in his hands and an angry expression on his face. I sat up and looked at him with wide eyes. "Hyung, did you slapped me with it?!" I pointed at the spatula and looked at my elder brother with a frown.

"Get your ass up from the bed. You are getting late!" He scolded me and walked out of my room. I groaned and laid on my bed again. I started to roll from left and right while whining. I was having such a good dream but he woke up me. I wonder who was the girl-

"AHHH!!!" I yelped when I fell from bed with a thud. "Ow!" My forehead collided on the hard floor. Slowly, I stood up and went to the washroom for the morning routine. 

A short introduction. My name is Kim Taehyung and I'm 19 years old, last year of high school. Just one more year and I will be out from the hell also called school.

After I was done, I took my school bag along with the other stuff and walked downstairs. "Good morning." I greeted with a yawn and sat on the stool in front of the kitchen bar.

"Morning." My elder sister beside me greeted back, scrolling through her phone as she ate her food side by side.

"What happened to your forehead?" He asked while placing a plate of food in front of me. By the way, I live with my elder brother and elder sister. Both of them are twins and 3 years older than me. Our parents wanted to live alone, so they bought an apartment with three rooms, basically kicked us out of the house. My siblings are now in university and do part-time jobs to pay for groceries and the other stuff. It's not like our parents didn't send us money, my siblings just don't want to depend on the parents the whole time.

"I fell from the bed." I sighed, knowing that I have a lump on my forehead, and started to eat the food.

"Is the floor okay?" I looked at my sister with a poker face, who just asked it.