gucci boy // taehyung ✔️

seven

a/n

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Taehyung can't believe he lost to you. He'd planned his wishes out already.

He sulked quietly as you gloated about your victory, fist pumping and high-fiving Sheryl and Jungkook, who were chuckling at Taehyung's saltiness.

*ping*

You took out your phone, which had a new notification. Someone had messaged you.

mom💕💓: can you pipe down please

mom💕💓: you are quite noisy

mom💕💓: we can hear you from here

mom💕💓: don't choke on the food, we don't want to visit you in hospital

It was nothing much, just your mom being a savage. Chortling as you read her messages, you typed in your reply.

                                                                                               you: mom why are you like this 

mom💕💓: why are you my daughter 😂 

mom💕💓: just kidding. your dad and i give our approval

                                                                                                you: of what

mom💕💓: for you and your boyfriend taehyung

                                                                                                you: mom nOoo

"Mom, yes," Sheryl grins, looking at your phone screen. You glare at her and reply your mom.

                                                                                                you: mom stop I'm still single as a pringle

mom💕💓: pringles come in tubes of more than one potato chip so they aren't single

                                                                                                you: bye mom                        

Sighing, you switch off your phone. You and Taehyung? You guys won't work out. He's a famous celebrity, and you - you're the daughter of established fashion designers. You guys wouldn't be able to go out in peace. 

After everyone finished their mains, you called for the dessert menu - dessert cannot be missed. Especially in this type of restaurants - the desserts were bound to be good.

Your mouth fell open just by looking at the variety of desserts. You skimmed through three full pages of the desserts they had, trying to pick the best one. You found an interesting dessert - it sounded really delicious - but it was for two people. 

"Do you want to share this with me?" you asked Sheryl, pointing at the dessert.

She shook her head. "Sorry, I'm sharing a cake with Jungkook already." 

You had no choice but to ask Taehyung. "Wanna share this?" He looked at the menu, and agreed.   A waiter took your orders and the four of you just sat there patiently, waiting for your dessert. 

"Y/N, give me your phone," Taehyung said suddenly. Sheryl was glancing at you from the corner of her eye, lips pursed to mask the smile she was trying so hard not to show. Jungkook just looked Jungshook, looking at his hyung like he was crazy.

"Why?" 

"Give it."

He didn't have your password, anyway, so you just handed it over to him. Staring at you in exasperation, he sighed, "Unlock it."

"No, why should I do that?" you said, drinking your tea.

"So that I can put in my number."

You almost spat out the tea. "Fine - whatever." You keyed in your phone's passcode and slid your phone over to him. On the inside, you were screaming. I HAVE MY BIAS' NUMBER.

"Nice wallpaper," he grinned, shooting you a smug glance. Shit. It was a picture of Taehyung performing at a Wings Concert. He looked too good in that picture to not set it as wallpaper. 

"I-I meant to change it," you stuttered. You caught Jungkook snickering at you, so your face reddened and you put your head on the table to hide your blushing. 

"Here, done." You took your phone back. 

"What the-" you exclaimed when you saw what he saved his contact as. 

taetae💗

"No! Heart emojis are only for my faves." you whined, attempting to change his contact name.

"Hey! Don't change it. I'm your fave too, you said I'm your bias!" he snatched the phone from you, preventing you from changing his contact name.

"I told you I changed my bias to Suga after you were a jerk to me," you smiled at him. 

"Okay then, pay for your own meal."

"No! No wait! Okay I take it back, you're my bias, you're my bias." 

He smiled triumphantly. "Call me by my contact name, then I'll pretend you never 'changed your bias'." Oh heck no, you nasty.

"Why must I do this?" you looked up at the ceiling. "Help me! Why do I stan BTS?"

"Hey, we aren't all jerks like Taehyung,"said Jungkook. 

"Why do I stan Taehyung?" you corrected, for the sake of the other six members. 

"Hurry up, or I'll eat your dessert, too!" Taehyung remarked.

"After this is over, I'm banning you from all Gucci stores," you muttered. 

"Go ahead, I'll just tell your parents," he stuck his tongue out at you. 

"Taetae," you sighed dejectedly, shielding your face with your hands. Your face was so hot you could fry an egg on it. 

"What? I can't hear."

"I said, Taetae!" you said, a little louder this time. 

Satisfied, he leaned back in his seat, smirking at your red tomato face. Realising that you could have used one wish to say 'no', you sunk lower into your seat, avoiding Taehyung's gaze, and trying to shut out Sheryl and Jungkook's little giggles.

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a/n

this chapter is a little shorter, but i hope you guys enjoyed it!

also my updates might be a little less frequent than how I've updated recently, because exams are here😭

i'll still update though, don't worry