Jennie – 6 hours ago
I sat down in the uncomfortable seats at the waiting area. Midnight was quickly approaching and I still hadn't heard from Taehyung. This was pretty common though, Taehyung always running late to our dates. I should be annoyed and angry at him but then he'll flash me that smile which I fell for and always have a box of chocolates and a bouquet of roses as an apology. And I forgave him every single time.
I watched as Taehyung's private jet appeared at the window coming down the tarmac and skidding to a stop. I turned my head towards the entrance, waiting for Taehyung to waltz through it, with the same smile and his hands full, and smiling.
The time to board our flight is almost up but there is still no sign of him. I'm trying to fight back my unshed tears as I stare right out of the terminal window at the tarmac where the private jet was. If everything went according to plan, I would've been looking outside a plane window on the way to Paris with Taehyung.
Looks like my wait has been in vain. He's not going to even turn up at all.
