She's an American songwriter living in South Korea. He's one of the biggest idols on Earth. When they meet, sparks fly - but can they overcome past traumas, and find a happy ending?
A Kim Taehyung fanfic.
I grab an Uber from LAX and check into my hotel. The snooty guy at the front desk scrolls through the reservations on his computer and evidently sees something he likes, because his tone suddenly becomes much friendlier and more accommodating. I fight not to roll my eyes. 'Tae must have used his black card,' I think, sighing to myself. I take the elevator up to the fourth floor, and find not a room but a huge suite with a full kitchen, a nice living room, and a fancy dressing area. The French-style balcony overlooks the palm tree-shaded avenues of Beverly Hills.
I roll my suitcase over near the armoire, and text Tae.
Babe, I thought you were going to get me a hotel room. Why is this place a whole condominium?! I attach a few pictures as evidence.
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😅 It's not a whole condo. It's not even the one with the dining room that seats eight people!
🙄 You are such a wild man. This is ridiculously nice, babe. I'm going to check out and go get a room at a Motel 6. You'll have to Uber over to Inglewood to see me, but it will still be much less expensive that way!
No way, Birdie! Anyway, your room is a lot less expensive than this room, but it looks just as nice. I'm glad! 🥰 He sends me several pictures of his suite, and I have to admit that he's right.
Too bad you can't be on the ground floor with the garden view, but security would have a heart attack. Your room looks really nice, though!
I don't plan to be here too much. 😘 Does your place have a door card or a code?
The room has a code, it's 81295. But there's a card for the elevator. I got two... but how am I going to give the extra one to you?
Could you just meet me outside tonight?
Oh, yes, that would work! I was picturing trying to talk my way backstage tomorrow to give you the card! 😆
Tomorrow? But what about tonight?!
Well, I can postpone my date with Ernesto, the hot pool boy, if you're available. I thought you might be really busy! 😛
I know you're joking, but it still hurts... 😭
Aww, my sweetie man! I'm sorry. Let me kiss it and make it better. 😚
Oops, the manager is knocking. I'll text you after the team dinner so we can meet up, OK?
Sounds good, love. Happy rehearsing! Love you!
Love you, too!
Tae comes over just after 10:30 pm, and we decide to take a walk together around the neighborhood. It's just too warm and nice to go inside! We stroll along under the eucalyptus trees, feeling pleasantly anonymous. He has a cap and a mask on, and I would worry if we were in Seoul because half the city would still recognize him by his build and his eyes, but here I feel like I can relax. Even if people recognize him, LA residents are used to celebrities and probably wouldn't mob him, right?
