"Hye Yoon, there's something you need to see." Jimin says once I answer the phone.
Last night, after watching a movie at his house, he drove me home where I fell asleep on the couch.
"What is it?" I ask, voice still groggy from my sleep that Jimin has recently interrupted.
"I can't tell you that, just look outside." He says before hanging up on me. I stand up and stretch before walking to the closest mirror to check how terrible I look. I pull my hair up into a pony tail, so it doesn't look like a complete rat's nest and I straighten my clothes.
I walk to the front door and peek through the peep hole, but I can't see anything, so I unlock the door and open it.
"What do you want?" I ask, crossing my arms partially from the cold.
"For you to listen to me."
"What is there to listen about?" I ask and he sighs.
"Listen, I did fight back. Maybe I didn't fight back when I should have, but I did. I was supposed to fly out this morning but here I am. I talked to them and they agreed to let me stay."
"How am I supposed to believe you? I can't trust you anymore." I say and Taehyung sighs yet again.
"Sometimes, Hye Yoon, you just have to trust in something. Sometimes you just have to believe."
"I believe in a lot of things, Taehyung, but a wimpy man is not one of them."
"How am I wimpy?" He asks with a smile.
"You didn't refuse at first." I say with a cocky smile on my face and triumph in my eyes.
"Okay, so maybe I was wimpy at one point. But you have to know that I almost got my wings ripped out of my back. And that would have killed me." He whispers the last part, his smile fading.
"Get in here." I tell him as I drag him into the living room by his shirt sleeve.
"So, you forgive me?" He asks, his smile reappearing.
"Yeah, I guess." I say, and he jumps around while pumping his fists in the air for a few moments while I giggle at him.
"Wait. There is something else I need to address." He says, calming down as he steps closer to me. He steps right in front of me so that our toes are touching. He cups my face with his hands and lays his forehead on mine.
"W-what are you d-doing?" I ask, watching his face as his eyes close.
"What I should have done a long time ago." He says, and he kisses me. The kiss is light and full of love before he backs away from me.
"Please be my girlfriend, Hye Yoon." He whispers, his forehead still on mine and both of our eyes closed.
"Of course, Taehyung."
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Dangerous Angel || Taehyung {COMPLETED}
Fanfiction"He was an angel." "He was dangerous." "I guess that made him a dangerous angel." "I fell for the dangerous angel." - - - Completed Short chapters
