the golden boy \\ kth ff

coquettish

my type- ikon

Eunjin POV

"Yes..grandma?" I said with a weary sigh , knowing that whatever the reason this woman was calling was not one that would benefit me in any form. Taehyung takes a strand of my hair and twirls it around in his fingers as he waits for me to finish, sending a shiver down my spine. I choose to ignore this, however, in order to focus on what my grandmother so urgently needed to say. She spoke quickly and got to the point; she would be at my house in about 10 minutes and if I weren't there waiting to greet her, there would be consequences for me.

I don't want to, but I put up with her and her perpetual disappointment at my entire existence. Because she pays for me to continue living despite her eternal disapproval. Because her not necessarily wanting me near or around her, doesn't mean she wants me dead either. Because I remember a time when mom and dad were here and she was happy and she loved me. And I hoped, for some reason, that deep down that seemingly heartless bag of bones still did, despite everything that's happened.

She hung up, and I turned hastily to Taehyung, pulling him out of his infatuation with my hair that surely would have eventually led to him sniffing my hair and trying to cuddle. 

"Hey, I'm really sorry but I have to go meet my grandma and I don't know how long that will take so I don't know if I can come check up on you. Will you be okay on your own?" I ask as I gather my belongings and prepare to have the run of my life. He merely chuckles calmly in response.

"Of course I'll be alright. Just because I thought it was cute how you were taking care of me and I let you doesn't mean I can't take care of myself," he moves to lay his long body down across the entire couch and faces me with his head hanging off the armrest of the couch so that I appear upside down to him as he smiles coyly at me,"but if you don't call to check up on me tonight *cough cough* my condition might get worse.."

I can't help but giggle at how childish he is,"Hmm, I might call.. if I have time. You see I have other more important things to attend to." 

He smirks and says boldly,"But you're not nearly as interested in those things as you are in me. I mean how many of those things have you almost kissed?" 

I blush wildly at this question as I remember our moment on his couch,"Y-yah! I don't have time for this!" 

"You're right, you're right. Go to your 'more important' things. I'll be fine with a text." He chuckles as he shoos me away with his hand. As I put my shoes on, however, I turn to say one last thing.

"You're right though, none of those things interest me nearly as much as you do," I say, and I swear as I turn around and run through the door that I saw his blushing face spit the water he was drinking out as he turns to look at me and the closing door with eyes as wide as dinner plates. 

Haha short chapter because you all suckk. i'm juSt kIDding pls don't leave me i love you all so much i'll post another short chapter a little later or tomorroww!