Thoughts. (BTS Sope)

075.

A week went by. The bitter taste of my father's presence was finally gone.
Jungkook and I were at the airport waiting for his boyfriend. I think he was nervous because that boy will not stop eating.
He made the 50th trip to the vending machine and handed me a bag of M&M's.

       "Thanks."

He just nodded and stuffed his face into the chip bag he had in his hands.
After a few moments people started to arrive.

So many Asians.

I laughed a little.
New York was huge and I had never seen this many Asians in my life.
All of a sudden Jungkook dropped his chips and ran towards a very tall guy.

That must be him.

I had never seen him this happy since he arrived.
After they said their hellos Jungkook introduced me.

      "Yoongi."

I said with a smile, extending my tiny hand compared to his.

      "I'm Taehyung."

His deep voice shook me.

Taehyung, was an extremely handsome man. He was tall, great figure, pretty hair, a wonderful smile, and overall a pretty face.

       "I'm sorry if there is any inconvenience with me coming."

I shook my head.

       "No, not at all. I'm just glad Kookie here is happy."

They smiled at eachother.

Happy, like Hoseok and I.