"I'm sorry about last night, please forget it" I said quickly cutting him off.
"You're not going to take responsibility for the kiss?" he lied as one corner of his lips curled up into a smirk, although the kiss never happened seeing Jihye fluster an...
Hello my lovely readers, I had publish a new book called Chocolate. Its a Taehyung Fanfiction, so for anyone of you Taehyung bias wreckers, you're in luck.
My book had been deleted many times because of wattpad errors and glitches, so I tried really hard on rewriting it many, many times! Please come and show some support.
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This chocolate is her favorite. The red packaging and the neatly wrapped chocolate. It always made her day, whenever she was stressed, sad or you know... pmsing cravings. The sweet taste of the chocolate filled her mouth with delight and the slightly bitter aftertaste. Her thoughts wondered upon the guy from earlier, the blonde guy name Taehyung, the one who seemed down.
Maybe this chocolate could light him up a little?
What if he doesn't like sweets?What if he thinks that I'm nosy?
Sumin struggled to whether deliver the bag of chocolate or not. Then an amazing idea crossed her mind. What if, she just leaves the chocolate outside his front door? If he likes it that would be great but if he doesn't he couldn't scold Sumin because he doesn't know who it's from. It was a pretty dense idea but Sumin really wanted to give the bag of chocolate to him.
Something about him made Sumin want to desperately help him and understand him and comfort him. He was pulling her in like magnets. She couldn't get her mind off him even when she was packing, the blonde boy was lingering in the back of her mind.
Sumin opened her door slowly releasing a squeaky creak from the door. She tiptoed down left hall and stopped in front of the door with the name Taehyung on it. She leaned in, her ear against the door trying to register any sounds.
Course clear, action.
Or so she thought it was...
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