I Fell For Kim Taehyung

Our First

Ona's Perspective

"You're insane." I laughed, burying my face in my comforter as Taehyung's deep voice spoke in my ear. Every night this passed week we've been going to our house; playing endlessly in the pool and even playing mind games with each other as that's something I've taken a liking to. It's just fun to see him struggle.

Today was my last day of school and I was done with my exams; passing them all. I had found out Taehyung had gotten good grades in all of his classes as well, which was why I had to call him to ask how he did it with all of the absences, but he said that he was just that smart. Now, we were rambling on about a whole bunch of different topics.

"Insane for you." He muttered, knowing how much I would get 'annoyed' at him. Thank God he wasn't here, otherwise he would pinch my cheeks because I was 'too adorable' as I could only groan and blush at his cheesy comments.

"You need to stop that." I flipped over onto my bed, bringing the sheets with me as I pressed the phone to my other ear.

"Stop what?" He chuckled.

"Being...all romantic and weird." I giggled. Oh my god, I can't believe the girly side is leaving me. I have become trapped in this shy, bashful girl now that can only giggle and blush around boys. Well, technically, Taehyung was my...boyfriend now. I should feel easy around him but still my mind is filled with a shock I can't ever shake off.

"You seem to like it. I think I'm doing my job as your boyfriend really well. Don't you think?" I knew what he was doing. He was trying to make me agree with him, but I wasn't going to play his game. I was going to start my own.

"What you're feeling is one sided," I smiled as I heard him gasp, no doubt he was faking it. "I don't know where you're getting this from."

"Ona, you deny your feelings for me?" Taehyung fake cried and I couldn't help but let my laughter to be loud as he wailed into the phone.

"I don't deny them, but I'm not saying it's a mutual level as your feelings are for me." Spending so much time with Taehyung you were bound to have his arrogance and sarcastic humor rub off on you. I was just so happy that I could be quick with witty comments in order to be on the same page with him for once.

"You know what I have to say to that?" Taehyung's voice had gotten deeper, a raspy tone taking over his smooth one.

I gulped as I awaited him to speak, longing to know what he was about to utter but before I could, the door to my room pushed open, causing me to drop my phone on the bed and have my jaw become slack, open to gawk at the sight before me.

My eyes shot open as a familiar woman with a short, black bob and chocolate brown eyes looked back at me. Her full lips were a baby pink color as the blush on her cheeks matched the same shade. Her body was clothed in a grey pencil skirt along with a matching long, grey wolf pelt coat and a frilly white shirt. It was such a sight I haven't seen in almost a year.

"Eomma?" I called out, almost feeling the need to cry. I forgot all about Taehyung as I removed my covers, jumped on my feet, and rushed into the waiting arms of my sweet mother; my hard working and dedicated mother.

It was almost a foreign feeling to me to have these slim arms around my body as the smell of Jasmine filled my nose. I thought I would never smell or see her again.

"How has my little girl been?" She put her index finger under my chin to make me look up at her, her dark brown eyes that matched my brother's. Jimin had gotten the carved and sharp features from my mother while I passed the more somber look from our father. I always was a bit jealous of the sculpted jawline and puffed lips, but now I was feeling more beautiful as Taehyung kept bringing it up that I was.