An Hour

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"Taehyung, I like you."

He smiled before snickering, "Thank you."

"No," His smile dropped. "I mean I really really really like you." I said without leaving my eyes on him.

"Uhh, thank you?" he replied with a confused look.

The staff were already ushering me to keep on moving since there were still a lot of fans waiting for their turn but I held my stance. I grabbed Taehyung's hands and he jolted in shock but didn't pull his hands back. "Please do me a favor," I plead. "Please date me even for just an hour."

The other members especially Taehyung was in complete shock that he wasn't able to reply until I was completely ushered by a staff and pushed me out of their table. The fans that were behind me shot an irritated look.

I look back at Taehyung and see him already laughing with the other fan he was currently entertaining, I held my face down because I felt ashamed and regretted over asking him that kind of favor. I chuckled to myself for being stupid.

An hour passed by and they were bidding us goodbye until they went backstage. I stayed on my seat hoping to myself a little chance. Until I was told by a staff that I needed to go but I ignored him. "Ma'am, I need you to get out of this venue since the fan meeting has already been dismissed."

"Please just a little more minutes and I'll leave." I pleaded. " I promise I'll leave in 5 or 4 min-" I was cut off by someone, someone I expected to speak, someone I've been dreaming of these past few years since I met him.

"It's okay, she's a friend of mine." Taehyung said to the staff and moved to our direction. The staff nodded and left.

The air became silent, he was staring at me for what feels like hours whilst I was staring down at my old chunky shoes. He cleared his throat and I looked up at him.

"Just an hour?" He asked and I looked at him with wide eyes. I nodded eagerly with a smile on my face. He half-heartedly smiled back while pacing backwards. "Alright, I gotta get my jacket and then we'll leave."

He went backstage and when he's completely out of sight, I let out a loud squeal while dancing manically.

While walking down the streets of Myeongdong, the air around us were quiet, no one dared to speak while we got stares from the people--especially girls who are probably their fan-- on the street. I kept my head down while Taehyung walked like a model, his head straight ahead and practically oozing with confidence.

I cleared my throat before looking up to him, "Where do you want to eat?" He looked at me and shrugged. "I know this really nice restaurant and their foods are great but it's not really, you know, not your style so-"

"What do you mean not my style?" He furrowed his eyebrows. His hands on his front pocket of his pants.

"I mean it's really cheap and not fancy, but trust me the food is great." I reassured. He nodded.

"What restaurant is that?" He asked rather looking uninterested. I looked up at him before replying, "It's called Myeongdong Kyoja, have you eaten there before?"

"Oh Kyoja, yeah I have but I don't really like their food." He grimaced while looking straight ahead.

"Oh okay, we can find anothe-" he interrupted.

"We only have 45 minutes left on this date and I would really appreciate it if we don't waste our time deciding where to eat." He stopped his pace and turned to me with an impatient look.

I stopped my tracks too, while looking anywhere else but him, "Okay..." I muttered.

He sighed before grabbing my wrist. We turned to a corner and crossed a street until we arrived in front of a fancy-looking restaurant. "I-i didn't bring my wallet, I only brought a few won, so I can't really afford it here-" He interrupted again which is really starting to get on my nerves but how can I ever be angry with this guy.

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