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"you calling my name - got7"

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"you calling my name - got7"

The night before, Taehee had a hard time sleeping.

She laid awake, reflecting on the idiotic choices she made at dinner. If she simply just scanned the room, she would've seen him.

Jungkook did break her heart, but it was hard to deny that she didn't want to see him. The love for him still stayed.

She had come to the conclusion, her love for him would most likely never go away. It had been four years, and the idea of seeing him made her heart swell.

She had went on a few dates since Jungkook. Even slept with someone for a bit. But nothing came close to how he made her feel.

She was now finishing getting ready for the day. The guests would arrive in the next few minutes.

She had worn a runched up off white blouse, buttoned up midway. She paired them with beige latex pants, complimenting the lower parts of her body.

Was she dressing up for Jungkook? Maybe. He still hurt her, but she found herself yearning for his arrival.

Maybe all she needed to do was see him and her feelings would fade? Impossible. But it would've been nice.

She slipped on her house shoes, and made her way to the dining hall.

Guests arrived one by one. Taehee greeted them and offered them slippers to wear inside her home.

She smiled to everyone who arrived, but she found herself desperately waiting for BTS to walk through the door.

"Why do you keep standing at the door?" Wonho came behind her.

"Ah." She turned around to face him. "I'm just waiting for Hyungseo. She's supposed to bring beignets."

She lied. BIBI wasn't even coming.

"Uh huh." Wonho went on his way.

It was past 9, and only half of the BTS members were here. She talked to Hoseok for a while, but didn't mention Jungkook.

Yoongi hit on her as usual, but she just brushed it off. It was time to seat everyone. Taehee sighed, moving away from the door.

She had helped the cooks put the food in the middle of the tables. She did her usual speech before the group ate.

"Thank you guys a lot for joining me this morning. And waking me up this early on a Tuesday morning. I appreciate-" She paused, being interrupted by knocking on her front door.

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