BTS, WHO? [ON HIATUS]

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(imagines)

Theme : Taehyung and some of the boys decided to grab some lunch... is it JUST plain lunch or is there something else?

"Ah.... it was sure tiring to get here!" Jungkook exclaimed as he heaved with a sigh. He sank into the cushioned chair and rested his head against it with his eyes closed.

"What..you were the one excited to drive your hyungs here," Jimin commented as he nudged Jungkook who sat by his side, on his arm.

"Oww..hyung..." Jungkook whined as he rubbed his arm with his right hand. "I just dislike the fact of having to search for a parking lot..." he continued as he shook his head.

"Well, we had already placed the order while we waited for you..." Taehyung, who sat opposite Jungkook began as he fixed his gaze, staring into Jungkook's eyes intently.

Gazing at each other, a sly smile worked its way up the edges of their lips. 

As if on cue, the both of them exclaimed, "Cheeseburger!"

They clapped their hands gleefully and did their famous handshake. Jimin, being the only on left out at the table which they three shared, could only shook his head as he brushed his bangs back with his left hand.

"Dude, stop acting like children!" Jimin joked as he slapped Jungkook on the chest, playfully.

"Hyung!" Jungkook cried out, slightly irritated with the fact that Jimin hit him.

"And you, " Jimin said as he pointed at Taehyung. "Start behaving like a proper hyung to JK!"

"But Jimin hyung, you did that last time-" Jungkook began, trying to bring up an incident that happened in the past.

"Ah...that is different!" Jimin defended.

"But hyung-"

As Jimin and Jungkook talk back to each other and pointing out their past mistakes, none of those seemed to make any sense to Taehyung who sat on his seat.

His hands, clasp together as he rested it on the edge of the table. The palms of his hands started to get clammy due to the fact that he kept them so close to each other... as well as the air-conditioning in the restaurant not being turn to its lowest setting.

Tiny beads of sweat started to form on his forehead. His mouth and tongue, dry as he thought of her.

Yes, he is waiting for her to arrive....

He reminisce how elegant she would look. How she always never fails to appear gloriously in front of him when he called for her.

How her beautiful curves always never fails to maintain at its right places. She would always come dressed in his favourite colour on her, red.

Ah...just the thought of her in that red satin-like clothing made Taehyung's throat become parched as if he had spent weeks on that desert in Dubai.

She would just shine bright...brighter than any other as long as she is in the room. Everyone's eyes would fall on her. Everyone longs for her. Everyone would love and want her.

She is just that...charming.

But Taehyung knows that there isn't any other, who could profound his love for her, as much as he does.

He is confident, he sure is but there isn't anyone else who had fallen for her so deeply.

She is like a drug...and he is heavily dosed with her.

Thinking of that fact, Taehyung sunk his teeth into his lower lip, trying to hold in his thirst for her.

Her lips.  Oh, how her lips just fits around his so perfectly. They were chilly, icy cold... but he loved them that way.

As he explored and tasted her, she never fails to impress him with her signature taste and feeling. That only feeling that she could convey to him.

Fulfilling his thirst and long for her. That's how charming she is. 

Ah....her taste..it is heavenly.

Taehyung shut his eyes tightly as he grew agitated. Agitated by the fact that it took her so long to get here. He run his fingers through his hair as he shifted uncomfortably by the cushion chair.

Jimin notices this and he raised his eyebrows, looking over at Jungkook and nudging him in the direction of Taehyung with his head.

"Again..." Jungkook mumbled as he rolled his eyes.

Jimin was about to interrupt Taehyung's train of thoughts and feelings but is stopped by Jungkook's hand on his arm. Jungkook gave him the "let-him-be" look and they crossed their arms, resting their back against the cushion as the judged Taehyung in his own world.

"Come on, why is it so long..." Taehyung mutter, frustration evident in his voice.

Then, he sees her. Walking past the swiveling wooden door. 

In this humid and hot weather, even she, has a few droplets of water...dripping from her head that slowly flows down her neck and even more slowly, down her curvaceous body.

In that instant, Taehyung's throat went as dry as that desert in Dubai. He gulped and his Adam's apple bobbed.

There....there she is...  Just moments away... within an arm length's reach.

He unclasp his hands as they voluntarily reach out, trying to grab her.

Both Jimin and Jungkook could not hold back anymore as their eyes continued to rolled in their sockets. They are so embarrassed by their friend/hyung acting this way.

In unison, they exclaimed...

"It's just COLA!!"

Taehyung grabbed the bottle of cola and popped open the cap like the little expert he is, before he threw his head back and guzzled down on its contents.

Wiping the corner of his lips as he sighed in content before leaning back against the cushion. Staring back at Jimin and Jungkook, he shrugged, "So what?"

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Yes, I just made you read an 800++ word short story on Taehyung and his love for Cola.

So what?

I know I'm weird with such an idea...xD...but I'm unique!

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