Deliah groaned silently as she checked the time on her phone constantly, feet rapidly tapping on the ground.
"Ugh, I've been waiting for him for like three hours! What's taking him so long, my makeup is going to collapse before he gets to see me," she sighed, taking out her compact to check her face.
As she closed the lid, at the same time the pact made a clicking noise, another loud noise startled her.
"Boo! It's me sextae!"
At that instant, she spilled out words in Spanish that should've been left unsaid. Deliah calmed her breath and looked up to find a smiling Kim Taehyung with his usual expensive as fuck Gucci clothing.
"Sorry, did I scare you too much?" he chuckled as he reached out to give a hug.
Deliah refused as she rolled her eyes and turned her body away from his gesture.
"Aw, come on. I just came back from Japan and this is how you greet me? I'm hurt," Taehyung pouted playfully.
Not able to withstand the power of his aegyo, Deliah twirled herself and pulled Taehyung towards her, grabbing the collar of his jacket. Taehyung was immediately taken aback for he wasn't expecting that type of move from her.
"You scared the shit out of me, Kim Taehyung. Next time you do that you won't be getting a prize," Deliah warned, a tiny smirk spreading across her lips.
Taehyung played along and smirked back, "Oh, and what's this prize you're talking about deli2go?"
Deliah let out a laugh and tripped Taehyung into a kiss.
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"So..."
"Yeah..."
"How was-"
"You go first!"
"No, you go first!"
Both of them laughed, trying to shake off the tension hanging above their heads.
"How was Japan?" she asked, tapping her fingers on her Americano.
He scratched the back of his neck, avoiding eye contact with her.
"I-It was nice to see the fans again. They were great as always. How about you? You were in England right?"
She nodded, "Yeah, and I waited for you guys to come when you had a world tour, but apparently England wasn't included. Oh, and congrats on winning the BBMA's!"
He smiled as he stared at the ground.
"Thanks, it means a lot. We honestly didn't think we would win."
"You should've seen me advertising and voting," she informed with a playful giggle.
In a matter of seconds, there was yet the awkward silence between the two. That was until she broke the uncomfortable atmosphere.
"Okay, let's get right to the point. You called me because you missed me right?"
He was flustered and tried to muster up words to say when she held out a hand as a sign to stop.
"It's okay, it's okay. Come here, let me tell you a secret."
He slightly lifted his body off the chair and leaned towards her. She cupped her hand on his ear and whispered, "You know you're cute when you get shy, Park Jimin."
With that she leaned back on her seat, laughing. Jimin blinked his eyes several times before he stood up and approached right in front of her. Shocked by the close distance, she pressed back onto her seat and was about speak when Jimin bent down and kissed her on the lips.
"I'm not cute, Kat."
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Slap.
"I deserved that."
Kick.
"I deserve that too."
Punch.
"Ow okay, out of all places you had to choose that spot?!"
The two were facing each other at the airport, after what it felt like 2 million days.
"Well, do you have anything else to say or do you need to vent out your anger more?"
As she sighed and crossed her arms tightly, she muttered, "No. Do you?"
The boy in front of her shoved his hands into his pockets while staring at the floor.
"I-I mean, besides the fact that I'm the happiest guy in the world-"
"Oh my God, stop why are you so cringe?" she groaned, locking her arms around his neck, leaning towards him.
Jungkook grinned and looked down into his lover's eyes, "Trust me, you should consider yourself hella lucky you're hearing me say these words."
Then he chuckled under his breath and added, "Besides, Seokjin hyung is way more cringe than me."
She laughed out loud, "That I agree on."
The two shared a warm moment, Jungkook latching his arms around her waist, pulling her even closer to his body.
"Did you miss me that much?" she teased as she noticed the tight but not enough to hurt grip Jungkook suddenly had on her.
Jungkook's cheeks were dusted pink as he muttered, "Maybe."
She smirked at her boyfriend's cute gesture, "I missed you too. Lots."
"Did you listen to the latest cover I sang?"
"The one with Park Jimin?"
"Yeah, We Don't Talk Anymore Pt. 2."
"You fucker, of course I heard it. Except that we are talking again," she giggled as she made a reference to themselves.
Jungkook suddenly had a straight stern face as he tilted her head towards his.
"And I'm so fucking glad we are, Nevena."
With that, they had that usual typical fairytale happy ending kiss.
THE END.
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