Cut Eyebrows

23---ohohoho i've got somethin' to tell ya

Taehyung stretched his arms out as he woke up in the morning. The sunrays crept through his window. The first thing his saw was the black sweater she had bought for him, lying on his desk chair. For days he wore that top piece of clothing, haven't even thinking of washing it yet.

His dorm was quiet for one person. He sat at the table, eating a piece of fruit while stacking his books. He hastily walked back into his room and grabbed the long, slender, rectangular box and put it securely in his bag.

He then slipped off his PJ top and then slipped on the black sweater. He smiled to himself when he caught a glimpse of himself in the mirror.

When Taehyung reached the entryway of the lecture halls, he spotted the familiar girl from meters away.

Sangchil was standing with Hanbin, chatting about random events. Taejoo stood close by also.

"Hey, Taehyung." Taejoo said.

He curtly smiled and nodded. He still doesn't fully trust Taejoo, but he kept his mouth shut because he knew it might affect her. Sangchil left Hanbin's gaze and turned to him.

"Will you wash that sweater already?" Was the first thing she demanded.

Taehyung rocked back and forth on his heels. "Nope. I love it too much."

"You love everything too much." She retorted.

"Oh that reminds me." He grabbed her arm and pulled her away. "I want to give you something."

"Taehyung you can't just pull me away from my friends—"

"I'm your boyfriend—they'll understand—anyways, close your eyes and don't face me." He spun her the opposite way.

"Tae what—" She heard something close and then something cold tickled her neck. She looked down and a sparking silver light bulb rested above her chest.

"Just think of it as a thanks for this." Taehyung pulled on his sweater.

Sangchil looked deeply at it. "Thank you. But... Why a light bulb?"

"Because you're my light. You light up my dark ends." He smirked.

Sangchil giggled and side-hugged him. "That's sweet. Thanks, Taetae."

"It looks nice on you." He said.

"It's really pretty."

Soyeon was the first to notice. "What's with the thingy?" She pointed to Sangchil's necklace.

"This?" She held it. "Taehyung gave it to me."

"Really?" Soyeon said. "See? Hanbin, take note." She nudged him.

Taejoo kept looking at it. "That's... Nice of him. By the way, where is he?"

The three girls and one Hanbin sat around a table, having a break. Sangchil pulled out her phone, but the Taehyung came up from behind her and took it.

"It's about time I re-give you my number." He announced. "Unlike last time, you blocker." He joked, remembering the harshness of previous years.

Sangchil glared. "Yeah, yeah."

Taehyung sat next to her and starred at Taejoo. Taejoo madly blushed. "I'm... Gonna go."

Taehyung was confused, but he shrugged it off. For a while, she had been just starring at him. Taejoo would hang around him and try to talk to him a lot too.

He clapped his hands together, slightly scarring everyone. "So! Can you come over today, Kwan?"

"What for?"

"Remember the time I asked if you wanted to see my dorm? I also want to show off, so, yeah."

Sangchil rolled her eyes. "Maybe."

After 30 minutes of whining and pouting, Sangchil was standing at Taehyung's doorstep.

"Watch this, it's gonna be really cool." He said. Taehyung opened the door and Sangchil walked in.

"For you, it seems like you do live civilized. For once you're neat and tidy."

"Hey!" Taehyung crossed his arms.

"Sorry, sorry." Sangchil sat at his counter. "That's it? You just want to show me your place?"

"But isn't it awesome? Cool? I have my own place! You can come here whenever you want."

Her eyes widened. "Really?"

"Pft, of course."

When Sangchil got home that day, all she heard was harsh whispering. She saw Jin and Charlotte have worried expressions.

"What's going on?" She asked.

Jin cupped his hand over Charlotte's mouth. "Uh—Nothing."

"Tell me." She placed her shoes down. "Is the rent not being paid? Oh my god, are we being kicked out?"

Charlotte gulped. "Uh, see, the thing is..."

"Hold on." Jin interrupted. "Should we really tell her?"

"We have to, Jin!" Charlotte said.

"Tell me what???" Sangchil exasperated. "Just tell me!"

"Sit down." Jin pulled out an adjacent chair. She sat down quickly.

"Shoot. Shoot."

Jin took a deep breath. "Charlotte and I... Are getting married."

The first thing that came to Sangchil's mind was: do you think will Taehyung let me live with him?