The Girl on the Sidelines || TAENNIE

[ 𝘅𝘅𝗶𝗶 ] 𝘁𝘄𝗲𝗻𝘁𝘆 𝘁𝘄𝗼

┗━𝗝𝗲𝗻𝗻𝗶𝗲'𝘀 𝗣𝗢𝗩 | clay time is a fun time.
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𝗰𝗵𝗮𝗽𝘁𝗲𝗿 𝘁𝘄𝗲𝗻𝘁𝘆 𝘁𝘄𝗼.

We finished modeling our clay and I must admit, it was difficult. Like I swear, even Taehyung had a hard time.

There was that time when I was shaping my nose, a blob of clay suddenly flew towards me. My eyes widened and I looked over towards Taehyung to see him with clay all over his face.

There were some on his chin, forehead , and cheek. I want to grab my phone from my pocket and take a picture, but with my messy hands...how about no?

Get my face dirty, but not my phone, please.

His face looked funny with the clay and all, and I can't even hold it in!

He sighed, trying to pick up the clay from his face while I burst out laughing at the messy man.

"Dude, you look...HAHAHAHAHAH" I couldn't even finish the sentence.

He glared but continued cleaning his face with a clean wipe. I called the staff and asked for another batch of clay for the poor fella.

He only had 1/4 left, and that's not enough for the alien tea set he's trying to make.

He made the alien head too big!

"Argh, why is this hard," he groaned, trying to shape the clay again, but he ended up slicing it in half.

I bit back my tongue to stop myself from laughing and decided to help him once more.

"You just need to be patient, don't be in a hurry. You should see yourself in the mirror, it's like you wanted to murder the clay," I pointed out as he raised his head, his frown deepening.

" I am thinking of murdering this bloody thing. Hell, why did I even do this in the first place?" he complained.

"Because you like me?" I teased and laughed when he looked like he saw a ghost.

Gosh, he's so pale.

"No I don't," he mumbled angrily, looking away to avoid my gaze. I laughed, then shut my mouth to spare him a few hearts on our mini-game.

"I never liked a girl," he mumbled under his breath before focusing again on his piece.

My breath hitched as my mind kept repeating the sentence. So...he never 'like like' someone?

Ugh, why am I even happy about that? Stupid heart, pumping faster all of the sudden!

Then, why do I see him with girls beside him at times? Well, not technically close, but a Kim Taehyung close distance, which is a few meters away from the man.

They are all pretty, but I'm beautiful. Self-confidence is key.

In the past, he was a bit nicer to girls compared to now. He would smile at them, instead of harsh glares.

He was gentle, very gentle. That's why I li—

"Uhm, Kim," he suddenly called me out. I raised a brow, waiting for him to continue speaking.

His face was red, fidgetting on his seat while muttering curses under his breath.

"Do you need help with anything?" I asked him slowly. He looked up and sighed, pushing his clay towards me before standing up.

"I want you to help me," he stated then transferred to the seat beside me.

What just happened?

"I said, I want you to help me," he repeated, but more annoyed tone since he thought that I wasn't paying attention.

I became frozen.

Didn't expect this to happen. Not at all.

He let out a sigh. "Hey, uh, can you please help me with this?" he changed his tone again but was much softer and polite.

Is this even him?

It must be the clay's fault...I should bring him here more often. This is a miracle!

I shook myself out of my trance and laughed at him, but a light laugh, not the usual boisterous laugh. I surely don't want him to be grumpy all over again.

"Sure, I'd love to!"

I taught him how to mold the shape of this clay by using techniques that I learned from my last visit. I kept joking around, making fun of his work, but he only glared and molded it once more.

He even managed to make fun of mine, by saying that my nose reminds him of Eugene's nose in his wanted poster. I was so offended.

How dare he compare my clay's nose to Flynn Ryder's big nose?!

In annoyance, I smudged some clay on his cheek for petty revenge. I smirk in triumph when he stopped working.

Taehyung immediately caged me with his one arm, wrapping it around my body, and smudged his own serving of clay on my cheek.

He's also petty!

I gasped. "It's so on."

And...we ended up cleaning the whole table as the staff stopped us from wrecking the store with flying clay.

I laughed, although it was difficult, I had fun. It was even better when I saw Taehyung cleaning the table in a better mood.

A tug appeared on my lips, I thought that a smile suits him better.

After cleaning the table and our hands, we waited as we had already given them our works to bake. They said that we could come back, but we wanted to chill at the place.

More like me though. I manage to convince him when I mentioned food. Yes, food will always be our first love.

I ordered some cookies and a can of coke, while Taehyung ordered a ham sandwich and another can of coke.

The cookies arrived, and they were shaped like Sakuras. I fell in love with them and kept snapping pictures of the beauty.

Taehyung was just nonchalant about my gush of excitement and just casually took a bit of his sandwich.

Boo, such a boring dude.

Just kidding, hehe.

After almost setting my storage to the full max, I lowered my phone and ate the cookies and boy, it was good. I happily munched on the cookies while sipping the Coke bottle.

I offered him some, but he shook his head. He doesn't like sweets, he said. I shrugged, his lost.

Happily munching turned into despair as the plate once full with beautiful-delicious extra-ordinary-splendid ultra-good...I internally breathed.. one-of-the-kind-and-did-I-say-delicious?-Of-course-I-did-say-its-delicious cookies became squeaky clean, no more cookies. I pouted, slouching on my seat.

My eyes decided to focus on Taehyung, who was looking outside the window.

I was a curious little btch, so I asked him. "Whatcha' thinkin' about?" startling him.

"Nothing and quit doing that," he frowned, I gave him a peace sign in return. "Just curious," I replied, while he rolled his eyes, a small smile on his lips.

"I had fun today though," I coughed at the unexpected words from Kim Taehyung's mouth.

From his own mouth...

It's the clay, the clay magic is working again!

"Am I hearing right?" I whispered, covering my ears with my hands. Taehyung rolled his eyes at my response.

"You might, but I'm not repeating that."

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