Jisoo is done with dating. She used to be the romantic type, but she could never find a guy who would treat her right. Her trust was broken. Now she's given up her searching to focus on her career as an idol. However, her career has brought her clos...
Taehyung and I left the BTS dorm before Namjoon could discover what we had done to Jungkook. He quietly led me down the stairs, through the lobby, and to the glass door. I was disturbed by his silence, because he was usually even chattier than me.
We walked through the exit, into a temperate night. Stars sprinkled the sky around the full moon which beamed down on us.
"I can't walk you home tonight. I need to go back and get another lecture from Namjoon. See you.", Taehyung mumbled tiredly.
He turned to leave. I grabbed the hem of his shirt before he could walk retreat inside. He froze as I gently tugged on the cloth.
He glanced back at me with a sigh. "Yes Jisoo-shi?"
I frowned as he put up formalities. It felt as though he was blocking me out.
"Are you angry at me?", I asked gently.
A distressed breath of air puffed through his lips. His raised his hand and patted my head.
"I could never be angry at you. I'm just angry at myself for getting us into trouble. I shouldn't have invited you over."
I smiled halfheartedly up at him.
"If it makes you feel any better, I had a great time."
Taehyung bit his lip.
"I did too, until hyung got angry at me..."
He lowered his head in depression, like a puppy just scolded. An awkward silence filled the gap in our conversation. I plucked up the courage to do something that would cheer him up.
"Hold on a minute.", I said, my voice becoming soft and cute.
He glanced back up at me. His eyebrow quirked at my sudden change in personality.
"I like you... Do you want to start dating?"
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I looked up at him, giggling. His face went pink and his lips twitched into a smile he couldn't contain. He pulled me into a hug and squeezed me until I couldn't breathe.
"Aigooo, you're so cute Jisoo-ah, how can I stay upset?"
I laughed even harder, hiding my face in his chest. Being so close to him felt nice. He smelled like Gucci cologne, and his long arms always wrapped strongly around me.
"Then say you'll date me, so you'll never be upset...", I mumbled honestly, so faint he could barely hear.
He paused. He took my shoulders in his hands, and gently pried me away from his body so he could look me in the face.
I stared up at him as strongly as I could, but a hint of fear glimmered in my eyes. He smiled softly.
"Where is this coming from, pabo? I thought you weren't ready to date me yet."
