The Forgotten Journey // Taehyung fanfic (short story) *completed*

3- The Beach

     Taehyung and I couldn't stop laughing on the plane ride to South Beach. Along the way, I asked him why he was going to South Beach. "Well, actually, I won a contest that rewarded me with this trip and I also get to go to other places around the world," he answered.

     "No way!" I thought to myself. "What kind of contest?" I inquired. I was getting extremely curious about this.

     "Oh, it's a photography contest, the Annual National Geographic Photography Contest. Have you heard of it?" he asked and then scratched the back of his head.

     "...WHAT THE HECK?" I burst out loud. Everyone within a 10 person radius turned around and looked at us. I hid my face in my hands and he looked stricken.

     "Did I do anything wrong?" he asked in utter distress.

     I explained to him that I won the exact same contest and he showed me the winning letter which was exactly like mine except for the words "Kim Taehyung" at the top instead of "Park Y/n". I wasn't mad, but I was confused about this. He was flustered as well. We decided to call the phone number listed on the letter when we got off of the airplane. 

     It turned out to be a great conversation starter. We talked about some of the most amazing shots we've taken and what the best angles to take pics are. I shared some of my best photos and he shared with me some of his. "Dang, he's really good," I thought. The airplane ride ended way too quickly.

     Right when we got off and got our baggage, I called the number. They explained to me that that there were two winners since the judges couldn't decide which shot was better and they apologized for not have informed me earlier.

      I wasn't mad, in fact, I was glad to have such a friendly companion on my trip. It would make my trip a lot safer, not to mention that he was also extremely handsome. We were only going to stay here for one night, and then travel to our next destination. I told Taehyungwhat happened and he seemed ecstatic be able to travel with me. 

     His puppy-like happiness made me blush because it was so cute. I looked around for a taxi to drive us to our luxurious hotel, right next to the ocean.

     I groaned and lie down on my bed. All of this is unpacking made me tired. Not tired enough to make me miss out on going to the beautiful beach that I have a window view on. 

     I hope Taehyung is going as well.

      I put on my swimsuit and cover it up with a pair of shorts and a loose, white I ♥ Miami shirt that I bought downstairs at the tourist shop. I bring my favorite purple backpack, the one that my mom bought for me when I first got into photography.

      "It's waterproof so put your most precious photographs and cameras in it," she explained. I needed to get some good prints to send to National Geographic.

     I quickly walk towards the water, anxious to get under the warm, clear waters, the fine-grained sand consuming my feet. "Y/n!" Taehyung called. 

     I turned and looked, awed by his tanned, firm chest, looking ready to swim. and then immediately turning strawberry-red for thinking about such an improper fantasy.

      "There's a chain of rocks not far away from here, do you want to go and take some photos there?" he asked. I looked longingly at the water, an arm's reach away from me and then sighed.

     "Ok," I said reluctantly.

     "Great!" he responded and he looked so happy, the regret immediately faded when I saw the radiant smile on his face, revealing the perfect dimple.