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❝love waited by the phone because she knew if her father picked up it would be...❞ —
the thing about youngmin and jia is that both of them gained feelings for each other— after four months of talking to each other.
jia was attracted to youngmin at first because of his adorable yet attractive looks— a man who could do both. but as she gets to know him, she fell in love with his personality all at once.
both taehyung and jimin has no idea— well, maybe jimin. but taehyung only saw the two as close friends, nothing more.
youngmin and jia are both two oblivious kids who have no idea about their feelings towards each other. sometimes, when they're too caught up in the moment, they'll find themselves face to face, nose to nose, almost kissing — but taehyung would always ruin the moment. just like this one time when they were dancing :
"ah, yes, of course, you can dance!" jia sarcastically commented, laughing at youngmin trying to find the rhythm.
youngmin pouts, "i can dance okay! i'll show you," he whines, pulling her closer to him, and swaying the girl back and forth.
"dancing will never be your thing," jia jokingly teased him, youngmin smirks to himself, leaning in closer to her— "yeah well, you could be my thing," he whispers to her
their face only inches apart, taehyung looked up from his phone and shrieks like a girl— "yah yah yah! what kind of dancing is this?!" ; the two quickly laughs, ignoring quickly about what just happened
so practically, taehyung was the cockblock in their relationship. youngmin decided to call jia at night, and jia waited for her house phone to ring.
every night, jia would wait by her bedside, wait for the phone to ring. but sometimes, she'll be too late.
ring! ring! ring! r—
"hello?" jia's dad spoke through the phone. youngmin was frightened.
heavy breathing could be heard from the other side— he was scared alright.
"hello?" jia's dad say one last time before youngmin hung up.
jia walked out the door, seeing her confused father staring at the phone. "so who called?" jia asked
"i guess they hung up," her dad laughs, looking at the phone strangely.
jia knew the second he said 'i guess they hung up', youngmin was the one who called. she ran up to her room and texted the boy.
jia: so you hung up the moment my dad picked up the phone?
