His Summer | Min Yoongi ✔

22 - This Ain't

Summer's POV

"Your entries are going quite well. I'm impressed Ms. Lee, you're doing your job professionally as expected." My boos smiled at me.

He just finished polishing the portfolio I submitted for this week's entry.

Without much ado, he turn his head towards me and told me to leave.

I spent the whole night writing the entry and thank goodness, the effort paid off.

I saw Amy grinning at me like hyena.

"What?" I ask not looking at her.

I organize my stationary and shelves above my desk.

"Amy if you're going to ask me to go clubbing with you, I won't. I've already been wasted--"

"Geez Summer, relax. You're too worked up." She's still grinning.

I swear something is up to her.

"That is why friend you should--"

I cut her off. "No, thank you. I am going straight home and sleep."

"What I'm telling is--"

I cut her off again. "Amy I'm not in the mood to clu--"

"THERE'S A HOT GORGEOUS GUY ASKING YOU OUTSIDE MY GOD COULD YOU LET ME FINISH FIRST!" Amy screamed over her lungs.

eh?

She left me rolling her eyes.

"Tsk you didn't have to shout." I mumble.

When I step out the elevator, my eyes scan the lobby.

"Summer!" A deep voice said.

"Taehyung?" He walk towards my direction arms wide open then immediately wrap them around me.

"Finally." He sigh in satisfaction.

"Taehyung what brought you here?" I laugh. He was hugging me so tight, his scent is all over me.

"I've been waiting for you." He unwrap himself and look at me face to face.

My mind is adrift for seconds because of the fact that he's too close.

"Uh, maybe you want to step back; you're kind of too close." I utter and then he instantly pulled back.

"Oh." He laugh. His chest is vibrating. "I got excited too much." He scrunch his nose.

Now that I look at him carefully, he'w wearing a suit. A fine hazy blue suit and his hair is slightly pushed backwards.

He is suddenly intimidating to watch. He look... sexy wearing those.

I cleared my throat. "Are you going somewhere? You dressed fancy."

"Actually, WE are going somewhere." He motion his finger between us.

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The whole room is crowded in sophistication. People are scented with elegance and the lighting is just perfect to make the room cozy and refined.

I see various people greet Taehyung plus bowing their heads whenever they glance at him.

I lean closer to him. "Why are they looking at you like you just save the world or something?" I whisper.

Taehyung chuckle and place his arm behind my shoulder. "Because I did something remarkable like Van Gough." He wink at me.

I examine the photos hung in the wall and suddenly feel nostagic.

"These pictures are amazing. Who's exhibit is this anyway?" I ask.

Taehyung suddenly stop walking. "Can't you tell?" He's smile is from ear to ear.

The crook of his lips is pushing back his well-shaped cheekbones.

"You took all these pictures??" I gape.

"I figured you might want to see it. Besides, I have no one to bring tonight and you're one that first came to mind." His hand scratch the back of his head.

He look innocent that way.

"Oh, you poor baby." I reach for his hair and tossed it.

Taehyung suddenly grab my hand and watch me carefully.

"Four years ago I met this girl. I only saw her once but she's been living in my mind ever since." Taehyung's voice is husky and deep. I'm caught off words as I stare

into those deep brown eyes.

"I wanna show you something." We walk through the crowd and he led me to a corner.

That's when I saw a big frame with a photo of a girl in a dull alley.

The picture is bigger compared to others. The background is really blur and the only visible thing is the likeness of the girl and the dim streetlight.

I walk towards it. "She looks familiar." I murmured.

"You what's funny? She didn't know I was there that night." I look at him while he stare at the picture.

The look in Taehyung's face is overwhelming, but in a good way. The kind that gives off a sprout of love and appreciation.

"Its beautiful." I muttered.

"She is beautiful." His face is lit. His hands cupped my face. "I want her to know that she's beautiful and smart and sexy and damn amazing. God, she's beautiful I want to

kiss her right now."

His eyes travelled to my lips.

Why does it feel like he's directly saying it to me?

Taehyung's face came closer. My heart is twitching nonstop. My knees are shaking, no, my whole body is shuddering.

I'm beyond rational thought.

"Taehyung?"

He didn't budge.

If I don't stop him now--

I gasp when I felt Taehyung's supple lips moving against mine. I freeze.

This is not happening! This is not happening! What is exactly happening??

There are 400 cotton balls caught in my windpipe and I'm desperate to say something, anything!

I grip Taehyung's suit, instead he deepen the kiss. He is demanding for more.

"Tae--" I gasp for air.

His hand move to my waist just to pull me even more closer to his body.

This kiss - its warm ad soft and I cant decide whether or not I'm dreaming or whether or not fainting is good idea right now.

But as I close my eyes and feel Taehyung's hot kissed in my lips, a face suddenly draw back in my mind.

Yoongi.