bts manager || k.th

Chapter: 34

35||Misunderstandings
(I got tagged :D)

"Oh my holy gracious! Is she you're girlfriend, TaeTae?" That was the first thing that came out from Taehyung's grandma the moment she saw us; both of us covered with sweat, our hair messed up and our clothes wrinkled. Out of breath, we both blushed and shooked our heads furiously, desperately trying to tell her that we aren't a couple, at the same time trying to breathe normally. "G-granny. Why don't we head in first? I'm sure my friend is utterly tired." Taehyung said as he purposely emphasize the word friend, earning a small chuckle from his grandma. "Whatever you say deary." She winked at him, earning a small pout from Taehyung, which I found utterly adorable. "Nice to meet you Mrs. Kim." I greeted as I bowed, showing her the biggest smile I could muster. "Oh don't call me that deary. It makes me feel like a stranger. Do call me Granny though, it's what I prefer." She beamed as she ushered us into her small cottage, comfort radiating out of the small house as we went in. Just as Tae closed the door, footsteps and yelling were heard, causing both of us to produce beads of sweat. Holding our breath, we pressed our ears to the door, listening to the fading footsteps.

The thundering sounds and screams soon faded away, both of our relieved sighs filling the small house as we both slid down the wooden door, feeling as if a ton of bricks just had been lifted up right from our shoulders. "Honey, did you hear that?" Granny poked out her head from the kitchen, stirring a pot full of batter. "N-nothing grandma! We didn't hear anything! Right Yuki?" He nudged my side as he shot me a desperate look, me getting the message almost immediately. "I didn't hear anything either." I sided with him as I shot her a nervous grin, which she bought but was staring out the window suspiciously. "Hmm, alright. Why don't you kids unpack while I make cookies?" "Of course Granny! Come on Yuki!" He grabbed me by the collar as he literally threw me inside the room, hurriedly closing it. Letting out a big sigh, we both sat down on the bean bag, wiping off our sweats as we shuddered at what had happened earlier. Before you guys jump right into conclusion, let me tell you what happened...

We were inside the train, both of us wearing black masks and caps inorder to hide from any possible paparazzi and fangirls that might have been lurking around the area. Sadly, the mask made hot air go inside my nose, making it hard for me to breathe; almost as if I was being suffocated. "Damn it. It's so hot." I grumbled, but my voice came out rather muffled, earning a playful chuckle from an amused looking Taehyung. "Well too bad. We're stuck like this for 5 hours. Deal with it." He mocked me as he stuck out his tongue rather childishly, earning a loud groan which came out from the bottom of my stomach. "I hate you." I mumbled as I looked out the window, puffing out my cheeks. "Awww. I love you too." He laughed as he pinched my cheeks, stretching it gently. Shooting a small glare at his smug looking face, I just stayed put, rather feeling comfortable by the way he was caressing my cheeks. However, he soon removed his hand from my face, the unbearable heat once again returning to my red cheeks.

My sour mood quickly faded away as I made eye contact with the vending machine, hearts appearing in my eyes as I drooled involuntarily at the sight as food. "Fooooood!" I cried as I staggered towards the vending machine, which seem to be luring me with an invisible scented hand, pulling me closer towards the yummy food displayed right inside the clear box. As if taunting me, the juice looked as refreshing as ever, and the cookie looked more tasty than usual, making my mouth water.

"Hey, whatcha doing?" Taehyung stood up as he walk towards me, both of his hands inside his pockets as he easily towered over me, a little smirk forming on his ever so luscious lips. But I was too hungry to care and too hungry to see that he was purposely pouting out his lips, looking at me with expectation as his eyes glimmered. "I want that cookie and that's soda. Can you buy it for me, please?" I begged as I used my puppy eyes, quivering my bottom lip to add more effect. We were like that for 5 minutes until he signed and nodded, pulling out his wallet. "You're the best! Thank you!" I jumped on him, urging him to hurry up so that I could devour my beauties fast.