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I was crazy, I know I was. Nami called and said she was going to be home late. Why did my mind automatically go to calling this man?

Today was Thursday, the entire week had seemingly flown by and my art show was only two days away. To say I was excited would be an understatement. My first real show and if someone bet high enough, I could live better...maybe even on my own. I chuckled to myself. This was the start of my dream coming true.

I walked into the kitchen and grabbed a drink before hearing my doorbell ring.

I happily skipped toward the door before realizing what I was doing and stopping myself. I smoothed down my big shirt and slowly opened the door.

"Hey Angel."

"Hey Taehyung." I said as we smiled at each other.

"Okay, I brought popcorn, a good movie and a big shirt. Missing anything?"

I shook my head, "Nope, come on in."

I allowed him entrance and he immediately walked to my room. I blushed noticing how comfortable he was, just knowing exactly where to go. I closed the door, locking it before I followed him.

. . .

What was this? We weren't dating, we weren't having sex. We were just two consenting adults, watching My Girl, as he mindless snacked.

"Waaaah, I hate this part." He said

I was already tearing up, "Me too." I whined

"His glasses-" we both said with the movie.

We glanced at each other before laughing and crying at each other.

After the movie ended, taken took it out and put it back in its case while I cleaned up the empty wrappers and popcorn bags.

I was wearing his oversized grey t-shirt and a white head band to keep my hair back.

He cleared his throat and I turned to look at him.

"So I'll get going then...if you wanna walk me out."

"Oh...you're leaving?" I asked

Of course he's leaving, why would he stay? This was weird...we hadn't even talked about what happened. We texted occasionally, just see how each others days went, he congratulated me on the art show but constantly said he couldn't make it.

I didn't want a boyfriend, I still needed to heal from JB. But it was nice just have someone other than Nami to talk to and hang out with. But we still needed to discuss some things.

"Yeah...I mean...should I? Did you want to do something else?" He asked

"No...No I guess not..."

"Oh...okay."

We stood in silence as I played with my fingers and rocked on his toes.

"Well I'll...I'll see myself out then."

"Okay yeah-oh your shirt-"

"Keep it, it looks better on you.." he said with a smile before he left my bedroom.
I stared at the place that he had just stood. That really happened, didn't it?

Quickly I walked out of my room, hoping to catch him, "Hey! Taehyung?" I called out, just as he was gripping the door handle,

"Yeah?" He replied, looking at me.

"Ya know...um..." what the hell was I doing? Let him go Dara! Let him go- "My girl...um when he got stung by the bees..."

Taehyung chuckled, "Yeah?"