김태형 | Taehyung Imagines

(1) Do you like oranges?

One Shot

You shiver while walking towards Emart (a large supermarket in Korea) in your flimsy hoodie, as rain lightly pelts down on your face.

"I can't believe I forgot to buy rice..." you think bewilderingly as you walk faster, noting that it was almost 11pm and that the rain was getting heavier.

"I also can't believe I'm desperate enough to go get some when a storm is coming... but everything will be closed after tonight for a week" you think, trying to rationalize your actions.

"Ah screw it... rice is life. This isn't dumb at all." You say out loud now, and walk past the automatic door of the entrance.

Unfortunately for you, you see a guy in uniform about to close up the mart.

"Wait!" You shout desperately. He pauses and looks up at you questioningly.

You stop for a second, surprised to see a guy who looked close to your age with unkempt brown hair, wearing adorable glasses. You weren't entirely sure, but you think he looks at you in recognition but that would be impossible, because you don't remember seeing him before...

He stares at you weirdly now, still waiting for you to continue.

Snapping out of your scrutiny, you shoot him a sheepish look "Can I just grab something really quick?" You ask, slightly begging.

He looks around him but no one is there, so he shrugs.

"I'm not allowed to do this... but since I'm the last one here, go ahead" he says amusedly, sweeping his arms like a gentleman.

You glance at his name tag and mouth silently
"Kim Taehyung"

"Hmm cute name too..." you think distractedly.

You walk towards to dry foods section and he follows behind you casually with his arms behind his head.

"So what did you so desperately need at 11pm on a storm-approaching night?" He asks in a teasing tone. His face lightens up in understanding. "It can't be... is it that time of the month? Are you buying tamp-" you cut him off by grabbing the box of cereal on the shelf and throwing it at him embarrassedly, but he dodges it, to your displeasure.

"Hey I just cleaned up around here... put it back" he says with a pout but bends down to do it himself. You send him a wry look and he lifts his hands up in surrender, trying to placate you, again you see him look at you as if he knew you.

"Why are you looking at me like that?" you ask bluntly

He pauses, and looks at you worriedly, giving you a once over.

"Because you look just like him..." he whispers sadly, but you miss what he says so you ask him to repeat.

He shoots you a smile instead, which changes to a look of horror as he points behind you. Eyes wide, you turn, prepared for the worst, but all you hear is a laugh and you see him running away.
He tricked you. You narrow your eyes and run straight for him. Little did he know you were an athlete, so you caught up to him with little effort and took him by surprise when you tackled him onto the floor. He stares at you in shock with his mouth open and you flick your hair haughtily and whisper "Rice" before brushing yourself off and standing.