Irene: Taehyung...
She knocks for the nth time still trying her best to force Taehyung to open the door and eat the food she prepared and if possible, she wanted to talk to him as well.
Irene: Taehyung... it's me, Irene. Please, open the door.
Silence.
Jimin: Still nothing?
Irene nods her head and lower her gaze.
Jimin: I'll try and rang his phone. Let's see if he picks up.
Irene: What if he does?
Jimin: Then the jerk is just pretending to be asleep.
Jimin dialed Taehyung's phone number. It connects instantly but after three rings the call was cut.
Jimin: Yah! He cut the call even before saying hello. How rude!
Irene: So, he is awake then?
Jimin: Yes, I believe. How could he not open the door and let you wait here?
Irene: It's okay. I understand why he is acting this way.
Jimin: Taehyung is lucky - he has you. A total package. Beautiful, talented, loving, caring, understanding. You are definitely Taehyung's type and all that he needs.
Irene: There's no need for that, Jimin. But, thank you. I know Taehyung will do the same if I'm at his shoes right now.
Jimin: Oh, yes that I can't contest.
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