He Started It by Hitting on Me

Mi Young and Taemin's Date: Just the beginning

Have you ever wondered what little kids thought because apart from you, who's older, are going through a lot and always wanted to become a kid again. Then you look at a kid and go, "Man, what the hell is this kid thinking? He's so carefree."
This is what I'm thinking about Taemin right now. No, not the "carefree" comment; I meant the question "What is he thinking?"
What the is Lee Taemin thinking to ask me, Park Mi Young, a badass out?
This kid must be pretty brave to do it.
The day he went down on one knee and asked me, I thought he was going to propose to me early but it was just a date proposal.
He said those words so smoothly and smiled at me with this smile any girl would have died over. I just bonked him on the head softly.
He grabbed his head. He looked up at me, gaping with his mouth open.
"Noona! You hit me! Is this a start of a relationship?~"
I shook my head. "We are only Noona and dongsaeng here- nothing more than that," I tell him.
"NOT EVEN FRIENDS?!"
"...no. I guess we are-"
"-THEN LET'S BE MORE THAN FRIENDS."
"...Taemin, don't get me mad."
He got up and looked right at me. He had the looks of a cute Korean angel.
What? It's true- it's not as if I'm lying.
"Noona, I waited for months and people like me can't wait for long. It's not fair that you won't say yes to me. I haven't even got to hug you yet," he pouted.
I groaned. This kid is so... aish.
I sighed. "I don't care," I muttered, my hand rubbing my head.
"No-oo-na! It's not fair you got to go on a date with Onew hyung and not me. I'm more better-looking than Onew hyung! And besides, he took you to a chicken restaurant. I can do better!!"
You see, he's trying to persuade me, right?
If you were in my position, it would be more like forcing with ed stares and a dark aura hanging around Taemin.
You can see what I'm, going through, right? Riight..
I sighed and rolled my eyes. "Taemin.. I'm not the one to be dating and you know that. I just really want to go home right now, so-"
"-I'll pay for all the food and you can eat whatever you want."
....whatever I want?
"Give me the address," I sighed, looking at him.
His face resembled a very happy kid who just found 100 American dollars on the ground.
Oh boy.
He jumped up and down and ran away, giggling and running and running.
"NOOONAAAA. YOU WILL NOT REGRET THIS DAYYY AND NOONA- SARANGHAEEEEEEEEEE. I MEAN IT."
And he was out from my sight.
...
Dammit, he forgot to give the address to me.
(The Day)
I wear something alright- nothing special though.
Does dark skinny jeans and leather black jacket (courtesy of y Mommy) with a white over-laced V-neck seem special to you? Oh, and boots. Yeah, black shiny boots.
It occurs to me that I wear lots of black when I go out.
Well, on "dates."
I sigh as I slowly go in to where Taemin gave me the address to. I finally got it from him at school, when he was already boasting to everyone that he was going to go out with me on Friday night.
Strangely, I haven't seen the rest of the group though...
If they're going to come in this restaurant, dressing up as some ed up people, I will officially beat the crap put of them.
All of them- yes, even Hea Won and Minho.
The restaurant was nicer in the inside- there were lights dropping on each table, where the people dressed in fancy suits and dresses. The windows were draped with dark purple curtains and made an opening to see the beautiful view of South Korea.
The people looked at me and made faces at me. They whispered to their spouses probably saying that whatever the hell I was wearing here was just unacceptable.
I look back down at what I'm wearing. It looks like I'm ready for a 2NE1 concert.
you people- whatever the hell I'm wearing is so much better than you people itself.
I smirk at them in a nasty way and raise my eyebrows at them, trying to tell them, "I'm y so please- keep comments to yourself tards."
I make my way more into where the tables were and looked around for happy-go-lucky creepy mushroom-headed hyper dongsaeng but I just couldn't find him.
Usually, he'd be the one to stick out from everyone else...
"Noona!"
Oh. Found him.
His voice was behind me so when I turned around, I could not believe what I just saw right in front of me.
Taemin, was in a black tie suit with his hair all nice and styled was looking at me with such big eyes and a wide smile.
I stared at him and blinked twice.
"Soo?" he asked, gesturing at his get-up.
"You're not Taemin."
He gasped. "Noona! I am! Why wouldn't you think so? Do I have to say what I do when you're sleeping so you can believe me?"
"Oh my god, Taemin- I was just kidding. I know it's you," I sigh, patting his styled headful of hair.
He giggled. "That's the first time you touched me," he giggled again.
I couldn't help but smile at his dorky self. What? Wouldn't you if you were me? Pshh yeah.
Taemin saw this and his eyes lit up even more.
"I just made Noona smile and we didn't even order yet!" Taemin squealed. I laugh a little breathlessly and he leads me to a table by the window.
Great- just what I wanted. Before I can pull my chair back, Taemin does it and smiles at me while I hesitantly sat down in the seat.
He seats in his own across from me and smiles at me once again.
"Let's order."
We do order as a waiter took our order. I was told by Taemin once again that I could order anything I want to eat.
Soo, I order several things. There were too many things to name. He smiles at me once again after we order and that's when we start to talk.
"Noona, what's your favorite food?" he asked me.
"Huh? Oh I don't know- I like anything that wouldn't taste horrible to me. But I really like hamburgers," I say, referring to the American food I used to love until I ing left.
Because of who? Because of fugly her.
"That's yummy!~ What's your favorite color?"
"Oh, uhh...blue."
"Ohh!~ So nice! Do you have any hobbies?"
"Not really, I guess. But it seems to me that you have a hobby right?"
"Yes I do. It's mostly trying to get your attention~"
I furrow my eyes. "Taemin- do you like me that much?" I asked carefully.
He sighed and widened his eyes. "Oh yes I do! You're the first girl I ever liked and I plan to not let you get away. I've seen all the other hyungs fail at getting the girl they like. It's why none of them ever date anymore except Key hyung," Taemin sighed.
Whoa. New information.
"What happened to them...?" I asked.
"Well Onew hyung wasn't actually obsessed with chicken that much as before in the younger days. He actually really liked a girl named Eun Mi. But she didn't like him back as much as he did and he was really sad, so he let her go. Minho hyung wasn't quiet like he is now. He actually laughed a lot before and had a beautiful girlfriend. She left though, and we never knew why. And Jonghyun hyung was actually-"
"-Oops, I'm sorry for the wait. Here's your food and enjoy."
The waiter settled the food down on the table and smiled at us, looking very sincere.
He left without another word and I looked back at Taemin.
"So what happened to Jonghyun?" I asked, referring back to his story.
But he was already eating his food.
NOBODY'S POV (YOU! It's also ur first time, eh? xD)
The waiter went back to the kitchen to get the rest of the orders for Mi Young and Taemin.
"God... how much can these possibly eat? There's like 30 entrees ordered," the waiter sighed quietly.
As soon as he was about to open the door to the kitchen, some hands grabbed the collar of the waiter's neck and the last thing that was heard from this waiter was a short, loud scream.
But no one really cared, so...
MI YOUNG'S POV
I had already finished eating the food that I had gotten and I silently burped.
Taemin was almost finishing up, and I could tell he was getting pretty full.
"Taemin. You can stop eating now," I told him, not wanting to take him to the hospital after this. I could get in lots of trouble for simply no reason.
He shook his head. And he kept on eating. His mouth keeps opening, but his eyes says, "Oh god, my ing stomach is gonna explode."
Well, my kind of way of thinking at it.
He kept on eating. And he looks very sick...
"Taemin, stop. I mean it. You look very sick," I say, almost grabbing his spoonful of noodles.
He covered the dish with his arms. His head was lowered.
I seemed surprised at this action of his. Taemin? Lee Taemin? To do that?
Before I can say anything, he speaks up.
"I need to eat like you so then we can have something in common," he whispered softly.
...Eh?
I furrowed my eyes and kept looking at his styled hair which is the only thing that comes to my view considering his face is by the noodles. Taemin stayed quiet for a while. So did I.
I didn't know what to say. I mean, Taemin risking his stomach just for me? Wow.
Don't we have anything in common? Nothing at all?
I purse my lips a little and suddenly, before I could speak, a waiter's hand quickly almost slams the table. It just came out a loud thump.
Already, the table had 3 entrees from out endless supply.
I look up at the waiter for some reason, and see that he isn't the waiter from before.
This guy was wearing glasses and smiled at me. But it looked more like smirking.
"I'm sorry. Your waiter had something else to do. I'll be taking over from now on."