I have no idea what I was thinking. Why on earth would I bring a guy to my house?
I'm unlocking the front door, and Tae is standing behind me, watching me. I can feel him breathe on my neck, and every time he does, I get chills.
Hopefully he won't notice.
I finally open the door and walk in. He follows behind me, observing everything as he walks in. I sit by backpack down beside the door.
"Make yourself comfy." I tell him.
"Okay." He says as he takes off his jacket. I can't help but to watch him. It's hard not to notice the way his muscles flex. I watch as he hangs his jacket on the coat rack by the door.
He turns back around and smiles at me. I smile back, turning away from him. Why is my heart picking up so fast?
Maybe ice cream will be good. It will hopefully calm me down and make my face cool off.
I suddenly feel a pair of arms slip around my waist. "Ice cream now?" He whispers in my ear.
"Woah!" I yelp, pulling myself away from him. If my face was hot before, it's on fire now.
"What are you doing?" I ask, my hands in a karate form.
He laughs. "Adorable. Is the ice cream in here?" He walks into the next room, which is thankfully the kitchen.
"H-hey!" I go after him "Don't prowl in other people's houses!"
I can hear him laugh again. He's kind of irritating, isn't he?
"Tae?" I open the kitchen door and find him already opening the ice cream bucket.
"Where are your bowls?" He asks.
I give him a dumbfounded look. When I told you to make yourself at home, this isn't what I meant.
"They're in the top left cabinet." I answer anyway.
I watch him get two bowls. I notice how tall he is. Normally I would have to stand on my toes to reach them, but he just grabs them effortlessly.
Lucky. He's lucky he's tall.
I go and get two spoons and an ice cream scoop.
He hands me a bowl and I accept. I'm the first to get some of the ice cream, then I hand the scoop to him to get him some.
He does, and then closes the ice cream lid, putting it back in the freezer.
We each sit at the island in the middle of the kitchen. It's quiet for a few minutes, until he breaks the silence.
"Do you want to play a game?"
I look up at him. A game would help the time go faster, not to mention how it would stop this awkward silence.
"Sure." I say.
"Great!" He sits up in the chair. "How about truth or dare?"
I nod. Truth or dare won't be that bad, will it?
"I'll go first. Ask me truth or dare."
"Truth or dare?" I ask him.
"Truth." He replies.
I think for a minute. "What's your first block class?"
"History." He replies. "Truth or dare?"
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The 7 Transfers (Bangtan Fanfiction)
Fanfiction[COMPLETED] Holly Jones had one plan. To make it through high school unnoticed and out-of-sight. But when her school suddenly accepts seven new transfer students, they have other ideas. Who would have thought that her genius plan would be ruined...
