Previously of <His Anti-fan>:
I let my eyes travel to all of their smiley faces, but halt at one particular face with bunny teeth. My heart just feels so contended as I watch him and his smile, that all of my previous nervousness melts away and serene peace traces my heart.
I smile, the one that shows, maybe I've won at life.
I smile, I met them.
I talked to them.
I gave them gifts, they took them.
They liked my gifts.
They smiled at me.
Jungkook smiled at me.
I smile, I love Jungkook!
. . . .
Saachi
"Caught you!"
A heavy husky voice invades my ears after I am frantically pulled into a corner of the corridors.
My heart beats frenzy due to fear and surprise, I snap up to take in the owner of the husky voice.
"Jasmine", he calls.Ugh, Jasmine, again?
A groan of irritation slips through my mouth, "Mr. Kim!"
Of course, it has to be this man to catch my heart in surprise and make me go frenzy recently.
Yesterday, with his...what was that??
No, that was a stupid useless attempt of luring that these celebrities use to make people fall in love with them.
But, clearly, it didn't work with me.
I look at him, my brows furrowed slightly as I try to hide my irritation, "What's up now, Mr. Kim?"
He smiles, which seems like a confused smirk. "What's up with you Manager?" He counter-asks with an extra emphasis on 'you'.
"Me?"
"Mhmm, Methinks, that you are avoiding me, Manager."
Ugh, how can he be so intelligent with that useless flirty attitude?!
I am busted.
I agree, I was, am avoiding him since we woke up in Delhi. The whole journey to Mumbai, I avoided making direct eye contact with him and minimized my conversation with him only and strictly about work. And since we landed in Mumbai, I did a pretty good job at avoiding him by running away whenever he was anywhere in my 6ft radar.
"I am not avoiding you, Mr. Kim. You're thinking too much." I smile nervously.
"Nuh-uh, you are...you are avoiding me. See, just like you're avoiding eye contact with me right now!"
This man!
What does he want? After his attempt at pecking and... whatever all he did last night, how can he expect for me to look at him? We're not friends with benefits, not even friends, to clarify. Not even good collogues. Not even two people can hold a fruitful conversation. Only an Idol and an Antifan, Yeah, that's what we are.
He just asked me to "talk like friends for a day" and then he proceeds to try those stupid Taekook things with me.
Stupid Kim Taehyung
Actually, the biggest stupid here is Me. Because for a completely unknown reason, I couldn't push him away when I should, in fact, have disregarded him for touching me without consent. Instead, this stupid body of mine was unexpectedly enjoying a bit too much those featherlike touches.
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