Part 3

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' Fuckkkkkk why did he have to take off his shirt!? Omf. Ugh. Don't look. Don't look.'

I make a small glance at him again. He's bare chest is sweaty from learning the new dance. The light in the room makes his body glow.

'Fuckkkkkk why was he born with such a body. Wait. Why am I even thinking this???'

I look again. Not at his body, well not all of it, but at the situation. He seems really frustrated. I guess the dance is harder for him.

He runs a hand trough his hair, "I know now what Namjoon feels."

Suga and J-Hope laugh. Namjoon rolls his eyes and goes back to texting.

I drink some water and leave, its already 9:00pm. The cool air helps walk to the apartment.

I soon here the door open, I turn around half expecting to see Namjoon offering to take me home in his car, like he dose every night.

Instead I saw Taehyung. Weird. He smiled and ran up to me. All day he had been in a completely different mood from the past couple months.

"Hey! Jungkook." Hearing my name in a friendly tone again felt good.

"Hey, V." I smiled.

He started to walk with me.

"Jungkook, I was wondering. If you wanted to go out with me tonight. "

My eyes widened, and my cheeks lighty flushed, "Out?"

"Yea. I hear there is this new club that opend up."

"Oh. Right. Yea Jimin was talking about that." I said rembering the conversation during practice.

"So wanna check it out?" He asked me.

"I don't think so...it's not really my thing."

He bit his lip then smiled, "Please. This one time?" The then grabbed my hand.

I realized that this might be the last chance of seeing him like this. It would be stupid of me to waste the opportunity to be around this Taehyung. Right?

"Okay...fine."

His eyes gleamed. At the time I thought it was joy. I now realize what it really was.

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