The Hoe Next-Door [Kth]

Brownie Boy

Way to go, Chae.
Screaming at the new neighbor like the batshit crazy girl you are.

The tall boy was frozen in shock, staring at me with wide handsome chocolate brown eyes. There was a square metal tray in his left hand, and there were brownie crumbs falling from his lips onto his dress shirt.
It seemed that he had brought over food as a gift, but then... ate it? I love brownies myself, but what's the point of bringing them over as an offering if you're just going to eat them.

It seemed like he was staring at me, brownie filled mouth agape, for an eternity. I folded my arms over my chest protectively and averted my gaze, staring at the glossy chestnut floor of our front porch in attempt to hide my burning embarrassment. Here I was, pathetically dressed in my mother's lumpy tank top. I cleared my throat awkwardly and shuffled my feet, barely lifting my gaze to meet his.

Seokjin did NOT raise his stans to be weak bitches. So I had to face the mess I created. 

"Um, I'm sorry about that," I laughed. Smile and nod, smile and nod. "I get kind of groggy in the morning."

He smiled in relief and started laughing, bending his knees and covering his mouth with his hand. I couldn't help but notice his sharp jawline, flawless skin, and unique smile that was almost shaped like a box. He looked fresh from the shower with slightly damp blonde hair scattered in fluffy bangs across his forehead. As he laughed, I caught a scent of his cologne that tickled my nose with scents of warm vanilla and pine trees. I gulped nervously as I realized this beautiful creature was way out of my league.

I could almost picture him waving robotically yet radiantly in a bath soap informercial.

Use this insert-soap-name-here and look as handsome as me!

"Kim Taehyung," he giggled with a slight bow. I was shocked by his smooth, luxuriously deep voice. "It's nice to meet you."

"You too," I said, before coughing to cover up my hideous voice crack. Typical. "I'm Park Chaerin."

Although I was head over heels for the gorgeous Park Jimin, there was no doubt that he even knew I existed. On top of that, he was a complete and utter playboy, acting like a sweet mochi when flirting, and apparently a daddy in bed. What does that even mean...?

"So I brought over some brownies I made myself," Taehyung mumbled shyly. Suddenly all of his confidence and swagger was gone like a leaf in the breeze as he glanced down at the mangled chocolatey goodness, which had a huge thumbprint in the middle. "I kind of ate some by accident..."

No shit?

I couldn't contain my laughter, which was threatening to burst from my chest at any moment. And then my giggles broke free. I clutched my chest and leaned on the door, cackling until I had no breath left, all while watching the boy's cheeks redden more and more. By the time I was done, his embarrassed face was practically a cherry tomato.

"Thank you," I said breathlessly, taking the pan from his hands and setting it on the chair beside me. "I'll be sure to enjoy them almost as much as you did."

"If you're wondering about the thumbprint, it's because the batter was underbaked when I went to take them out!" He said, moving his hands in the air wildly in attempt to save his awful impression. But it wasn't as awful as he thought... he was actually pretty funny and cute.

The thing is with boys these days... you never know what they're actually like. All of the guys in my school are extremely two-faced, acting sweet and kind towards girls one day, and leaving them after a hookup the next.